Jen, never worry because I promise you that everything is going to be okay. Your mind is as breathtaking as views from Table Mountain and your love is as beautiful as the Sistine Chapel. Life for us was different a few weeks ago, silhouettes of dreams keep me holding on to a different hope. Two minds flooded with dopamine, our disagreements show that we have more issues than weekly magazines. But our love proves that nothing has changed in regards to the connection that we share. I still write about you in hopes that one day you’ll read all these words and hopefully find your way back to me. The moment that you opened up your eyes, I was right there by your side and my love for you comes as no surprise. When my blue skies have turned grey, I listen to that one Emeli Sandé song and reminisce about you every single day. So babe, it’s okay you can hold me now, hold me down and hold me always. Listening to Long Live the Angels and taking note of the colours in my dreams. When the relentless heat of the summer sun drove me crazy all I could think about was your smile and those beautiful brown eyes. I’ve come to accept that love is a part of me even when it’s apart from me. Jen, never worry because I promise you that everything is going to be okay.