You've been gone for a week now. Where are you? Stop this joke; you can't do this to me! Do you know I can't sleep because I can feel your arms around me? That I can feel your lips on my skin and hear you whisper sweet nothings in my ear? I love you so much! Where the hell are you?
Sorry. I got carried away. But everyone at the precinct misses you. Oh, speaking of which, the gang has a few words to say to you. Munch says hi, and he's willing to forget the bet (I don't want to know) if you come home. Fin says he's going to beat the crap out of you for scaring us like this. Count me in on that one. The Cap says he really misses you and is working hard on finding you. They all give you their regards. Oh yeah, and that woman from down the hall, what's her name, who is obsessed with you and follows you everywhere sends her love.
Okay, El, I think it's my turn now. I hope no one's hurting you wherever you are. I hope they're feeding you and taking care of you. You do not deserve to be hurt or neglected. So, well, you should know how much I love you (if you haven't already figured it out).
You make me feel confident in myself. Like the time I told you that I slept with Cassidy. That didn't faze you. You just held me and kissed me. Then you told me that you slept with Kathy. I was so confused. I reminded you that it was so long ago; it didn't matter. You tipped my head up so I could look up into your beautiful blue eyes and smiled down at me. "Exactly," you whispered and and waited a few seconds until I smiled back at you, then you kissed me again. From then on I knew I could confide in you.
You make me feel like a million dollars, and more. You always have a compliment for me anytime you see me. If I've had a bad day, I can look at you, and your smile will clearly say, "You're beautiful and I love you." And then there's our nighttime tradition. It started during the first few days we were together. One night as I lay in your strong arms, it all hit me like a ton of bricks: I am nothing. He shouldn't love me so much. How can this be happening? I don't deserve him. I turned away from you and started to cry. You came over to me as I sat at the edge of the bed and asked so sweetly what was wrong. "I don't deserve you! I'm a nobody!" I blurted out and hid my face in my hands. You immediately took me into your arms and rocked me back and forth until I stopped crying. "You know what?" you said. "It's me who doesn't deserve you." We really connected then, and now we say this to each other for comfort. Every night since you've been gone, I say I don't deserve you, and I can hear your wonderful, deep voice telling me it's you who doesn't deserve me. You are the greatest; thank you so much.
I asked God for a man like you to love me when my mother was on a rampage. I guess God really does answer prayers. I never thought I would be so lucky as to be loved by someone like you. You love me like no one else does. You understand me like no one else does. You are handsome, compassionate, dedicated, loving, caring, and wonderful. I love you, for better or worse.
My love, my only love, please come home. I'm waiting her for you. Come home, darling. Come home.
All the love in my heart,
Liv
You make me feel
You make me feel
You make me feel
Like a natural woman