Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Dear Oliver,

You are perfect. Don't ever change. I can't get over how perfect you are. I can't hear your voice or see you without smiling a ton. Don't ever change, you're perfect the way you are. Absolutely perfect. I wish someone loved me the way you love Emily. It's fantastic. Your love is so...I can't even describe. You've only hung out like 5 times total, you never see each other, you never talk, but somehow you're still best friends and still perfect for each other. It's incredible. You're incredible. And I LOVE IT when you sing and play guitar. You're terrible, but you're simply perfect.

In awe of you,
NicholleLee Robertson.

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