Dear Cali
It’s been a little over two weeks, and I’m starting to think I’m going insane. I don’t know why I’m writing these goddamned letters… I guess, in a way I feel like you’re listening.
I wish I was somebody else. I wish I could tell you my last name, my number, my twitter and Facebook… I really do.
But it’s not that easy Cali… If you knew who I was, you’d see me so differently, and it scares me to death.
I’m going to the skate park today… This time I’m taking my guitar. I figure I’d sit and strum and maybe all this pain would disappear somehow.
I want you to be there Cali. Please be there.
Ps. I may or may not have written a song about you
Love,
Luke xo
