You never know just how smart you are
till something bad happens....

you never know how wanted you are
till something good happens..

you never know how much more you need
until something painful happens

My angel is you.

Touch me angel,
touch me true,
all I want to be is you....

bliss me with your never ending love,
two steps behind.. forever
the mists they come and take me away,
you are there for me open to you in your way

touch me angel,
touch me true,
all I want to be is you...........

I have a secret messenger who sends me bits of stories that mean the world...and keep me on the edge of my seat for the next part...keep sending my mystery person..keep telling me your mind...daily little pieces of your mind....I do read and I do listen..

Ok not that...but good guess....really I am registering for school this week...36..well almost 3 ouch 7 and I am going to school....I am excited and scared and worried and omg what the heck was I thinking........It is all good...can I remember anything.......2+2=4...all good things come to those who wait....the end does justify the means....ok I think I am good......ready...set.....goooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!

Where are you Bobo? Have been looking for you for a long while? What has this government done with you? Are you here or there? Are you safe or in danger? We will be writing to you. I hope you find it safe and secure. As always Bobo....kisses and wishes...find us again...Izzy misses you too.