Dear Morrissey,
Morrissey, you are a man of the world. Now let me explain (in true me fashion) the longest way possible. I hear their stories and I see their smiles. Every single fan I meet. I realize we share this very romantic feeling. It’s all so romantic. Romantic is the truest sense of the world. It’s so funny, but that’s the world that always comes to mind. Romantic.
As I catch myself saying out loud “I would follow you to the end of the world”. I mean every bit of it. It is the truest love I have ever known. So yes, you are a man of the world; capturing the love of millions. Never to be held by just one of us. That’s part of the reason we all love you so much, how generous you are with your heart and soul.
I think about these moments, we all do, to hug you. ” Will I ever get there” “Will I ever be one of the lucky few to” Now though, I think if I did, I would melt. Overcome and frozen with emotion, A puddle at your feet, simply wanting to praise and thank you for all you’ve given me.
I get the urge and I’ve tried, but then you shake my hand. And it’s enough.
I value you, and you value me. You see me, I see you and that moment is mine. Thank you for seeing me, more than, any other person I have ever known. Thank you for giving me these, giving us. These moments we will hold and cherish forever. I carry you everwhere I go, not just on my skin, but in my heart, in my soul.
– Precious Alfaro
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