Let’s take a drive away! Anywhere you want to go! I’m all in!! Just as your friend. I don’t have to listen hard to follow my heart. It’s beating out of my chest! It lights up so brightly when I think of you. Someday maybe when the lights don’t burn so brightly, or you need a break, you remember there’s this oasis you can hide away, and forget anything that’s bothering you. Where you feel you’re loved unconditionally. And with such joy. Your eyes are so powerful. They could light all of New Jersey and New York! The whole metro area. The whole Eastern seaboard!! They light up me, for sure. My options are narrowly limited, but I found a morning report with you in it! In blue, and your eyes say so much without using any words. I admit sometimes I get lost in them for hours on end. When there’s nothing else to go by, I find they say the most things of all. I’ve never seen beauty such as you before. It’s depth-defying. I want to be careful not to project something unreal onto you, but it seems messages come through in a frame. Where the world would never know when you’re in full motion, only when frozen and under careful scrutinizing, it’s like time stops and a sadness is caught. Your eyes speak volumes. It’s like getting all the bytes of data that contain in it all the books ever written, all small enough to fit on a fingertip. Like a seed planted, in the seed is contained all the stuff that’s going to build this beautiful majestic oak tree. The seed thinks it’s dying when it’s splitting apart. Having no idea the loving hands that are guiding it into something greater than it was before. You’re so beautiful. Sometimes you look like you’ve been crying. I get the feeling it’s something unseen, so never worry. You can only tell if you’re really looking. And everyone is so busy. I wish I could cook for you. I’m not that bad really! I know, all these weird faux meats I eat, but I’ve mastered a few things, and they’re really good! I wish I could make you tea. I wish sometimes I could just sit next to you quietly while you read. And say, pointing at your screen, “What’s that?” And you answer probably more like a mother to a child. And I’m fascinated with wonder. I love everything about you. I wish sometimes we could go for a walk. And talk about the animals we cherished. I wish sometimes I could tuck you in, and read you a story. Maybe something I’ve written, or something even better. And use all my silly voices when reading the different characters. And you float off into sleep that is restoring. And angels take you by the hand, and they light up! Even brighter! They get to spend time with you now. They love you as much as anything in this world. You’re so important. Sometimes people go away, and we forget them. Despite our best intentions. There’s no forgetting you. The memories go on longer than your bottom eyelashes. And those, working with the top set, frame the picture of the most wonderful eyes that have ever been seen. Sometimes I wonder if you ever let yourself start crying you fear you’d never stop. So you keep it all contained. I’ve found that these days crying is like an old friend. It’s hard to explain, but when something triggers them, it feels like something of a spiritual release. Something deep. That clears out the storm drains. You do such big things. But never forget you’re so much bigger than even the most impressive things you do. You don’t have to prove anything anymore. You’re already so much bigger than those looking in. Maybe a mental mind trick that you’ve already retired in your mind, and all this you’re doing now is just for fun. Just for the joy of it. You’ll never have to worry about money or fame. You’re as big as they come! With all respect, the people you idolize, they don’t hold a candle to you. They don’t capture hearts the way you do. You’re a mystery. And you’re so good. You don’t try to hurt people. It’s not your fault if you’re a glorious hurricane – this majestic force of nature! – and some fool didn’t board up his windows, and instead stood and marveled looking up at you with binoculars! As you tore through the city. You’re just being who you are. Which is something so much bigger than the usual weather. But I wonder if some days you grow tired and wish for an escape. To play and be a little girl whose only worry is which place to hide next! And holding back a giggle when playing hide and seek. Or which gown to don during dress-up and you’re the faery queen. With all the powers in the world. If I can let you in on a little secret, you already are all that and more. You’re the most beautiful girl in the world. The wand becomes a microphone. The stars become the lights. But take that away, and you shine just as bright. It’s all in you after all. You make magic out of anything around you! The world is your plaything. And people fall so deeply in love with you. People who have never fallen in love before. And if their hearts are true, the dream isn’t to have you. It’s to be near you. And mirror all your love right back to you. Because you’re the source. You’re always giving, so it’s our job to make sure you’re getting. It’s something always replenished, and timeless. Just like you are. You’re loved so near, and you’re loved in the great big faraway. It’s all within your fingers’ reach, because you feel it in your heart. Like a loving tap on your shoulder as somebody brushes your hair lovingly. You’re cherished and you’re remarkable. Sometimes the best dreams are the quiet ones, that don’t cause any great stir. Quiet love that surrounds you, and so strong you feel it as something cathartic. You’re so precious. I’d do anything for you. You hear those five words coming from the birds in the trees, and from the whispers of the seas. You’re a creator of whatever it is you so deeply desire. And you’re loved so tremendously. You have the most beautiful face I have ever seen. And you’re so much than that. You’re everything that’s good, beneath any deep fears you carry. Even deeper is your love. Running like an untouched stream. A symphony of splendor. I see it. You feel it. It all comes through. There’s nothing to fear today. Or any other day for that matter. Look at how beautifully you’ve been made. Your creator lives inside you. And it’s a sunny day, even if it’s cloudy where you are. The sun will pop out to remind you! The way you do for me! Your hair is so soft and so magical. What better way to frame your spectacular face. Every finest detail was planned that you could ever need. Something wonderful saw the majestic oak in you when others saw the seed. You’re in great hands. Don’t let fear make your decisions. Or bottle up your heart. It’s like running on two cylinders when you were built to run on eight. You weren’t made that way at all. You’re brave and you’re courageous. The world is your toy. All these fantastical things around you, they’re simply reflections of your soul. Don’t be sad today. Be happy! Lose yourself in the wonder. Lose yourself in your work. You have so many big things to do! It’s not lost on me, I know! Lose yourself in a million different ways. It’s all a game of hide-and-seek. And a little boy, his eyes lighting up and close to tears of joy, when he whispers, “I found you,” hiding in the toy box. You’re always right here, all along. You’re so inexpressibly loved. You’re so special. You take any normal day and flip it upside down with your splendor. And people fall in love with you. Animals, too! Plants come to life for you. Everyone turns to you. The way a plant knows to turn to the sun. They call it photosynthesis. Someone else might call it divine. All these unnoticed miracles that go on around us, reminding us there’s life outside of judgments. And worries and contemplations. Life is free of it all. Just like you. You’re bigger than the room. You’re more beautiful than a thousand movie stars. You’re gentler than a breeze that touches down. You’re softness. And lilacs. And coconut ice cream on a Sunday. And birthdays! Oh, I wish I knew yours. I know it would be the most special day of all. Every year one candle would be removed, and we’d say, “You’re only getting younger.” Then when it’s really getting down, we’d replace ‘em all and start over again!! That’s how it feels for me. You’re timeless and forever. Your eyes are the keys to your heart. It’s always with me. Your beauty and your gentleness. I get swept up in the glorious hurricane, and I feel you gently rest me on the shore unharmed. You’re a goddess. You’re the empress, to me. You’re everything that’s beautiful in the world. You’re so powerful, and there is nothing to fear at all. You’re a creator. ❤️  

I love you.

You’re spectacular!! The results are in!! You’re the reigning and undisputed champion!! People really love you. Always.