Amy Amy Amy,
For the past year I have been unwillingly trying to console myself from your absence by listening repetitively to Billie Holiday... Only her can dry my tears as I impatiently wait for your comeback.
Love is blind, Frank is playing on repeat and I am ardently waiting darling Amy...
You sent me flying when I discovered your soul foul, eclectic, rapturous and delightful voice. Your fragile figure, fresh and uncompromising lyrics are dangerously fierce, open minding poems.
There is no greater love... No greater thrill... No sweeter song than what you sing to me...
Addicted
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