Hi....
It's been 47 days now and I really don't know when  all this is going to stop so I could finally gain access to you.
The sweat that dripped down my body each time I honoured your invitation.
At first the sweats were irritating, I would whine about it or hurry home to wash it off but with time I got used to it and appreciated it.
Most times you leave me in a lot of body ache that takes days to heal....
47 days, that's all I needed to truly understand how important you are to my career, most likely my world.
I grew up dreaming and making up stories in my head about being an actor but not really you.
I always get angry each time I had to choose you over sleep or fun time with my friends.....
Little did I know you meant more than the fame or awards being an actor would give to me......

47 days and still counting with no idea when I would stop cause even when this is over, I'm not sure the rules that would be enforced to contain this virus, would favor us.
But the few times I spent with devoting certain hours of my day to you was and would most likely be one of memories i can never forget.
The bonding, the jokes, insults, anger, joy and fun you always give the people that comes together under you.
I'm really looking forward to having you back to either dance to drum beats or music and move from one stage direction to another, giving life to dead scripts.
             Much love from your biggest fan
        Pearlspoems 😘

𝒞𝒶𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓉 𝓅𝓊𝓂𝓅𝒾𝓃𝑔?
𝒞𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒷𝑜𝒹𝓎.
𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓊𝓅 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑜𝒹.
𝒜𝓌𝒶𝓀𝑒𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝑜𝓊𝓁.
𝒞𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔,
𝐿𝑒𝓉 𝓊𝓈 𝒹𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝒾𝒸.
𝒪𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝓌𝑜 𝑜𝒻 𝓊𝓈 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇.