This can't be real.
Are you okay? That's all I keep hearing in my head. No, no, no, no, there is no way that the last time I hear your voice we were planning to see each other and the next thing I know I get a notice saying I will never hear it again and that if I try legal action will be filed against me.
Baby girl, I don't know what to do next. I don't know what to do, but I am sending you so much love. I am devastated, but know that I love you. I don't know what happened. This can't be real. I don't know what to do or how to reach you. I know you are moving soon and I don't know what to do. Just remember we can talk in our dreams. Unicorn poop and rainbow farts.