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Your neurotic friend,

Birdie

Little Bird,

I wish I could make you understand there’s nothing you could do to make me not want to know you. Do you get that? You are pretty much everything.

I’m scared too. For the same reasons as you and a thousand others. This is the exact wrong time in my life to even attempt to move you and me to real life, but I can’t go another year and a half without knowing what your presence feels like.

Can you, Little Bird?

I would offer you the money for your book, but I know you won’t take it. If you change your mind, please tell me. I’m not rich, but I’ve saved everything I’ve earned and can easily spare $200. Or more if you need it. You want me to put a hit out on your dad? I think I can afford it. Or I’ll do it myself for free. If that man touches you in any other way than fatherly kindness, you won’t be able to stop me from showing up.

I heard this new song on the radio yesterday and it reminded me of you. I rarely connect with lyrics, but this song put me on my ass. Have you heard “Hold My Girl” by George Ezra? Give me a minute, Little Bird.

Callum

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