Hmm. I'm pretty damn anxious to see if JC can make it back home today. God, I miss him.
And in case you didn't know, today is his birthday. His 27th. He's always been much younger and much older than his age, all at once. And I can remember his 19th birthday, too. It was not too long after I joined the group, and only a few days before we got our first record deal.
I don't have the sweet lists I see for JC like Chris had. Or the great presents he's getting. I was never the best gift-giver. Not like the other guys, like JC. I can't give the thoughtful presents that others can do so well. He doesn't need the nice car or the big house because he has all that. All I have to offer the man is myself. He deserves much more than that, but it's all I have to give (this is where I ignore anyone who is reminded of a BsB song). And well, this, too.
I love you, baby. And happy birthday.
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