In this letter I want to confess my deepest love for the one and only guy that makes my heart skip beats. Sometimes I sit here and wonder why I feel this way and my only answer is that I love him more than crack babies love breast feeding from their crackhead mothers. You are never my number two, even though I treat you like it. C'mere and let's make some ugly babies ️️️️️️️️️️️️️ Loving Him... ️Sol️