I wanted to write you a letter, because tomorrow it is your birthday. The most beautiful letter you had ever seen. Because everything I feel for you is so beautiful. But nothing I felt wanted to be captured in words. Everything just kept moving around in me. Escaping meaning. I just love you. I will never stop. You were perfect, so perfect. And you will always remain. In the song the birds will sing. In the pain in a fistfight. In the rage in a crazy highway race. You are in every drop of the mountain water. And you will always be my vinking king.♥