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Dear Future Husband,

I am preparing the Space for you. It's been a while my heart has spoken to me. Closed it off way back when when I was filled with toxicity. Let me not bring up the past for that is now over. In with the new, out with the old. So let me start here your the drip of rain drop's the soaks deeply in my roots. Moisturizing the individual hairs on my crown chakra. Your'e the meditation that calm's my soul when my mood has shifted from guru to medusa. As you know I'm not perfect(laughter) but for you i'll cool like the breeze cause you'rE really my peace. Your'e my leaves in the fall, my Spring in my March.Your'e my song when I repeat a thousand time's, You're my a part of my Affirmation when I'm Low. You're my Beat to my heart when it skips like my diagnosed Murmur. You're my Escape when i need ghost. You're my everything at the most! You're my high when i wanna cope I dive at your drip cause your just so damn DOPE!!!!! I love you, I health you, I'm Besides you, You complete bout every blueprint of me. MY twin to my flame My soul yes my mate. I heart you with every breath I take. Dear Husband, just a letter to you when you soon come. When you read this just know this was manifested from the heart. The Universe slowly Speaks to me (555).