Tabby

Tabs,

            I know what you were probably thinking after seeing me at that café with Jodi. But trust me, it wasn’t what you thought. She needed my help with finding an apartment for her and her 2 month old daughter in the LA area and I had agreed to show her around. Did you know that she got married?

            Anyway, you’re my best friend and I’m sorry I was shutting you out recently, but I had a surprise planned for you. I’m sorry that Cherry offered me the letter and not you, but I told Cherry that I wouldn’t go into fashion school—I prefer singing the blues and Jazz down in New Orleans.

            I love you, Tabs. Ever since you moved to San Diego, I’ve always been watching you. I’ve been by your side. You’re my best friend, you’re my lover, and I hope something more. You know I’m not one for cheezy, romantic shit, but I try.

            I know that you’d be in LA today, so I decided to take some time off work to drive down and surprise you with my surprise. I had asked Steph to keep you busy helping backstage because you seem to be good at that. Maybe that’s what you should do—I know how happy you are about that.

            I know I don’t have to worry about you cheating on me with those Diva’s or Superstars. I know that you love me and wouldn’t hurt me like that.

I love you, and maybe we’re still too young for this, but hey, what do they always say, “Young love?” or whatever? I wrote a song for you called “Til the Casket Drops”. I left a recording of it on your desk.  So now, I just have to ask you this question:

Will you marry me?

I love you,

Always yours,

Olive