My sweet Omarion,
For the past few weeks, you have been the apple of my eye. The butterflies in my stomach take flight whenever I think of you and you’re beautiful running style. Gosh, I’m so madly in love.
When the terrible message first came through, I refused to believe it. “Omarie-berry, hurt,” I thought, “no, never!” But alas, you are on the IR. Najee is your new bunkmate. The sun sets on my fantasy dreams.
But I will cling to hope in the darkness. Rest up, my sweet prince, and prepare yourself for the coming months. I will keep you in my thoughts, my dreams, and my heart.
Yours with love,
PaysenAE
