Your voice is beautiful, and so is your soul. In all seriousness. I don’t typically condone such cheese and sappiness in my speech, but I really do think that’s true. I think I might have fallen in love with you the night you spent two hours singing for me. I don’t know if God has plans for us, but I sure hope that, at the very least, we can continue to be friends. It’s hard for me because I’m trying to hard not to have high expectations or any expectations at all; it’s just like me to build myself up only to fall. Keep doing what you’re doing, because even if it’s not working for you now, I believe that it will. It will.