Babe, if you are reading this, then you know that I have left for my trip and am on my way. Thinking of you, dreaming of you, wishing I had you, and hoping that someday everything will work out the way it is suppose to and we can look back on our time as the beginning of our lives together or the beginning of the best friendship ever. You are my best friend, my man, the one I can talk to all of the time, all day, my music buddy, my soul baby, the one I run to, the eyes I love, a deep, sexy, mysterious, confident, loving, sweet as a peach man, and last but not least, my bluebird. No one has ever or will ever compare to what is inside your soul and how you look at me with those eyes. I love you and will miss you dearly the next few days. Just think of my voice saying “Mornin,” or when I bite my top lip, or when our lips touch and fit so perfectly, and don’t forget my face for a second. I will see you soon. Bluebird baby.
