So I got your letter, San Francisco. Amazing. I'm sorry it's taken me so long to write back. There is life's natural heroes and then there's you.' Your words. You always believe somewhere deep in you there's a coward. I wish I'd told you that that's not true because you leapt while stayed.
Feet first into the unknown.
Why should I expect anything less than fearlessness from you?
But I am not as brave as you. I want to write and say, I'll be there. I'll get on a plane. I'll come right now. I really do. But I can't. Not because I don't love you but because I love you, Freddie Lyon.
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I'm the coward, Freddie, not you. So instead I'm instead sending out this prayer out there. Just hoping somehow you will know to come home. Just please come home, now, soon. And maybe your courage will make me brave too.