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To you when we meet

98.

To you I'm yet to meet. 

One day I'll lock eyes with you and my love will be unconditional. You will lay in my arms and I will help you grow. Your personality will be a little of mine and a little of his but mostly your own. 

I can't say who you will look like most and I won't be able to say for certain what hair colour you will have but you will be beautiful because you'll be the person you are meant to be. 

If you ever read this I want you to know that I never want you to feel like you have to justify who you are. I don't want you to feel stress or pressure for you will be. I don't want you to sit me down to tell me your sexuality, just let me meet whoever they are no matter the gender. I don't care if you want to wear makeup or dress in clothing that's for a particular sex. All I want for you is to be happy, because I will support you through everything. 

I will never let you feel like you can't do something, I'll make it my mission to forever encourage you. I promise to always be your number one fan. And I'll always be honest with you. 

Don't get me wrong I won't be perfect. And they'll be times when I won't know what to do. But I'll try my best to keep you happy. 

One day we'll meet and we'll start our memories. Until then I'll wait for you to be ready.

<3

Xx

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