Come back to me.
Seriously. I can't wait anymore. Just come back. I'll be underneath the same tree you left me under. It is still thundering over there, you just have to cross the grey square near the library at the University. And it's a five minute walk towards the lake. Even the angels you left there are restless by now.
But just in case, just in case, I have made a terrible mistake, and I do not know the name of the addressee, I will just say, Come to me. And throw this out into the Universe. He'll hear. Surely he cannot still be out of earshot?!