(clears throat)

Hi! It's me. Um so....

You know how I've been like

Practicing piano and stuff?

And I'm not really any good at it yet like

At all. But I wrote you a song

And I was kinda hoping I could show it to you

'Cause I worked really, really hard on it.

So, yeah!

(Oh..Monica..)

Everyday,

I imagine a future where I can be

With you

(Song)

In my hand, is a pen that will write a poem

Of

Me and you.

(Song)

The ink flows down into

A dark puddle. Just move your hand

Write the way into his heart.

But in this world

Of infinite

Choices, what will it take

Just to find that special day.

What will it take just to find

That special day.

Have I found everybody a fun assignment

To do today

When you're here

Everything that we do is fun for them anyway

When I can't even

Read my own feelings

What good are words when a smile says it

All

And if this world

Won't write me an ending, what will take

Just for me

To have it all

Does my pen

Only write bitter words for those

Who are dear to me

Is it love

If I take you

Or is it love if I set you

Free

The ink flows down into a dark

Puddle. How can I write

Love into reality

If I can't hear the sound of your

Heartbeat, what do you call love

In your reality

And in your reality, if I don't know how to

Love you

I'll leave you be

I love you!

(whispers) Just Monika!