Birdie
Little Bird,
You’re on my mind.
We’re traveling up the coast of California, spending long, sweaty days playing for crowds that are growing each time, and even longer, hot nights cooped up on a tour bus with another band. I’m never alone, and the only thing keeping me sane is knowing I’ll be seeing you.
Keep me sane, Little Bird.
Be the light at the end of this exhausting tunnel.
I don’t want to dismiss your fears, but fuck, Little Bird, do you think I’d still be emailing someone I didn’t connect with on a level I never thought possible? I don’t know what that will mean in person, but I know I will always need you in my life. Nothing will take that need away.
Tell me you’ll come, Little Bird.
Callum
Dear Callum,
You made me cry.
I want to believe you. I know you mean it, but it’s so hard for me to believe someone truly feels that way about me.
I’ll come. I can’t promise more than a ‘hi,’ but I’ll come.
I’m so proud of you. I know it isn’t easy for you to be surrounded by all the noise and people, but you’re doing it, and your band is going somewhere huge. I know it.
But also, tell people to back off and leave you alone if you need that. Stay sane for me.
Tell me where you are and what you see.
Your scared shitless girl,
Birdie