Your sky blue eyes, your smooth voice, your sarcasm, your rockin' body and how you make me feel as though it's just you and me on this planet. I fell for you in my freshman year of high school. I hug you gently in my strong thin arms fear of breaking your fragile bones. You make me feel valid. When I hear you sing I call you Soul Singer because everything about you is soulful in the best way. You are a pastor's daughter. You are opinionated, have the best humor and full of puns. You took advanced classes and got started on college in high school. You helped me get through the loss of my best friend. When we sing together your raspy, deep voice mixes with my melodic, dark, sweet voice it's as though our souls are lighting up the world. People thought your band was my band. I never told you because I didn't want us to lose the good, strong friendship we have. You are just as wild as I am and it shows. I love you anyways! Happy Birthday!