Dearly Beloved (there are many words I can use to address you but I settled for the most important),

 

Morning light streaks against the fabric barrier of your curtains causing your slumbering self to stir- but if you were being honest you were already awake. You proceed to rub the sleep from your eyes and waft an uncoordinated hand through your bed hair. Those who possess a little more vanity pause to take a long glance at a nearby mirror-wondering what happened the night before?

 

It might take a while for you to realise the date, a minute or two (considerably longer to those of us whose mind has only just turned the green light on.) Twenty-fifth…that’s right.  The lingering excitement from last night returns, reminiscent of bygone days- the times when our shoes were four sizes smaller.

 

And whoosh you are gone, heading down the stairs, turbo speed- fancy, modern speak for faster than normal. Presents under the tree, a never changing tradition; all glorified in luxurious gift wrap and larger than life bows. After a bit of tugging and ripping, the ooohing and aaahing begins.

 

Thinking you’ve finished the arduous task, you sigh but something catches your eye.

 

A small box: purple in colour, glittery in texture and adorned with a silver ribbon. It’s my present to you but it comes with a warning.

 

 Don’t be too upset when you open it to discover there is nothing inside.

 

You could assume I was too focused on making the box look presentable I forgot to insert my gift- because that would be like silly old me, right?

 

Come closer and I’ll tell you a little secret.

 

The box isn’t empty; it is full of things you cannot see. Among respect, admiration and love I have for you is a promise.

 

Tonight, when I look up into the sky I’ll think of you and I’ll hope the year coming will the best yet in your life.

 

I figured it would be nice to know someone out there is on your side.

 

Signed

 

Lollie

 

The girl who treasures you even though you might not want me to.

 

(I sincerely apologise for never updating, I have no excuse it has been year...it isn't as if I don't write I do but it never perfect enough for your eyes...I apologise for being late with my message but I treasure you all a lot, specially since you sub to me even though I don't update...why are you guys so perfect?)