My Sweet George...

GEORGE HAROLD HARRISON,

My sweet George, uuh my George... I haven't words to explain how much you means to me. It was summer when I first saw you, and I fell in love with you at the first time... so you teached me to love Beatles, and you became my best friend. Now I'm dating Paul, but you'll always be in my heart, in a special place, SPECIAL LIKE YOU.

Dearest, I love you because you smile have lights, like your eyes, your voice is the best melody, and your words always make me cry. YOU UNDERSTAND ME!!! It might been magic the day you born, and now I'm crying 'cause when I have no words to express my feelings, I express with tears.

You are sweet like a strawberry cake, you are my baby boy... I love all about you. I got my mind set on you, Georgie, I know you know it.

YOU ARE MY DREAM, DON'T FORGET THAT!!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GEORGE!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAMES BYRON DEAN,

I don't know where you are, but I still can see your light, shinning forever. Today is your birthday, but you can't be here with me, in this world. I'm crying, it's true, but I'm happy, because I know you can see me and take care of me, like I do of you. I have no words to express what you means to me, Jamie, and how much we understand each other. I’M VERY PROUD TO BE AN AQUARIAN LIKE YOU. :) I was looking for a phrase to say how I am, and I found a thing that you said: ' I'm a serious minded and intense little devil - terribly gauche and so tense that I don't see how people can stay in the same room as me. I know I couldn't tolerate myself.'. Boy, this is me, and you, at same time!!!

In our hearts you'll be always alive, and nobody can be like you.

"If a man can bridge the gap between life and death, if he can live on after he's dead, then maybe he was a great man." , you said. And you can be sure you were. Always have, always will! ♥

James Byron Dean, (February 8, 1931 – September 30, 1955)