Dearest Dreamer:

I've learned to hold my tongue.
I know I'm quiet, but I care.



I care about the things you do.




I care about the people you meet and the places you see.


I care about your happiness, your faith, your worth, your dreams, your pain, your fears, your friends, your family, your heart.

I care about your eyes that speak volumes to mine.

It's not over.

At least it always feels that way.

Know this:

No matter what,
I care about you.
Always have, always will.