My prayer to you for our agitated soul connection
Our first contact with each other on September 1st, 2007.  I had found you only a few days earlier on the social networking site due to the fact that we coincidentally shared the same nickname.  Your words from that day still ring in my ears:
Thanks for the add Dan, always looking for good new music - keep it going! It's good stuff, keep it up!
Nassi x
Ps, what's it like in australia?
Over the coming weeks, we would share ourselves, our feelings, our lives and before too long, our love.
I remember one day, only a few days after we first spoke, at my place of work, I spotted a lone CD in a pile of about a hundred other CDs by a band called Turin Brakes.  I could have picked up any of the CDs, but I felt drawn to this one.  I studied the cover art, opened up the insert, looked at the track listing, and thought to myself, I wonder what this band sounds like?  I put the CD back in its case, placed it in a box ready to be taken onto the shop floor, and thought nothing more of it.  On my return home, however, I logged onto my inbox, where I had an email waiting from you.  Inside the email, you asked if I'd ever heard of the band Turin Brakes.
This was only the beginning of many wonderfully set-out coincidences and fateful occurances that we encountered over our time getting to know each other.  Serendipity had finally come our way!
I remember the week before you went to Cuba for a holiday with your family, and I looked it up in the map to see exactly where in the world it was located (cause I had no idea!)  Before I even saw Cuba though, I noticed a town not too far away, the name of which I had once seen in a dream I had many years ago.  For some reason, that name I saw in my dream lingered in my memory ever since then.  What was the name of this town?  Nassau.  It signified Nassi - our joint nickname.  This was clearly all meant to be happening.
I remember another time when I was at work, I happened to pick up a customer hold item that a staff member had absent-mindedly left on the desk, instead of in the holds box.  I picked up the item and my eyes were drawn to the name of the customer.  That's right - she shared exactly the same name as you.
I remember the day I visited the "Travelling For Love" exhibition, and read the story about the man from Australia back in the early half of last century, who had travelled across the globe to England, to marry the love of his life.  The two of them had been writing to each other ever since they met at a dance in his local town, when she once travelled to Australia.  Now... I was from Australia.  You were from England.  The man was the same age as me.  The girl was the same age as you.  If that wasn't proof enough that we were meant to be, in the early hours of the next morning, before I had even told you about this experience, you sent me a text message saying those heavenly three words.  "I love you."
We were meant to be, Natalie.  We really were meant to be.
You asked me if I would accompany you as your date to your prom in the middle of the year.  Everything became set in motion from that point on - we were finally going to meet!  I booked my tickets, applied for my visa, saved a heap of money, made plans to quit my job, and all the while, we were becoming closer and closer by the day.  We spent countless hours on the webcam, on the phone, sending emails back & forth every day without fail, and our thoughts would never leave each other even when we were out of reach. We were truly the loves of each others lives, and we counted down with great anticipation to the day where we would be able to hold each other in our arms.  What an amazing, exhillirating, soul-fulfilling day that would be.
June 26th, 2008.  I stepped off the plane to begin my new life.  You had prepared for me ten letters, each to be opened at a certain time throughout my 30 hour flight.  They were the ten most happy, loving, joyous letters I have ever had the honour of reading, and by the time I touched down, my whole body was full of a happiness that I had never before experienced.
We met.  We held each other.  We embraced for the first time.  Over the coming weeks we would share so much together, and we would experience love to its fullest extent.  I had finally found true love.  I was home.

But here I am, almost three months after that fateful meeting, and I am in complete despair.  Your feelings for me subsided, whereas mine for you grew.  You confused me with your reasons as to why this was happening.  You didn't know why.  I had done nothing wrong, apparently.  But for some reason, you just didn't feel it any more.  You no longer felt that soul connection we once had.
I tried to open you up to see it once again.  I tried so desperately hard to show you that we were perfect together, that we were meant to be.  But alas, you would have none of it, and our relationship only served to bring us toward a very awkward period of our lives.  I wanted you to love me, whereas you wanted me to deny my true self and my feelings for you.
Eventually, the time came for me to move on, even though I was sure my heart was still destined to be with you.  I was devastated, and I still am to this day.  It is now 17 days since our final embrace, and the pain is stronger than ever.  I left you on September 1st, 2008.  It was the anniversary of our first encounter.
Two days ago, you told me that your feelings for another man had become apparent over the days since I had left, and that you were now together with him.
Natalie, you will never see what I am writing here.  But the reason I am writing this is to offer you pure, unconditional love from the depths of my heart and soul.  I have said things to hurt you since you told me the fateful news of your newfound love, and in expressing my negativity and ego to you, I have in turn hurt myself as well, beyond any point I could ever have imagined.  From the highest of perspectives, we are both aware how everything that has happened has happened for a reason, but at the same time, I ask that you open yourself up to physically feel the true love and apology that I am now offering you.  You are an incredible human being, and I know that what you are doing is right for you, even though I may not currently feel on this physical level that it is right for me.
Natalie, I love you so much, and I am so deeply sorry for the hurt I have caused you.  Please forgive me.
Love, peace, and brightest of light to you,
Dan  xox