Dear Marshall Strickland, A.J. Ratliff, Marco Killingsworth, Rod Wilmont, Errek Suhr, Lewis Monroe, Earl Calloway, Sean Kline, Ben Allen, Robert Vaden, and Mike Davis,
I know you think I shouldn’t still love you or tell you that, but you keep on playin’ games like you know I’m here to stay. I know it may seem like I’m talkin’ ’bout the dream like the dream is over and talk like that won’t get me nowhere. I will go down with this ship and I won’t put my hands up and surrender. There will be no white flag above my door. I’m in love and always will be. And Bethany? You can make her free. She just longs to drink some wine and get with you.