My Dearest
It’s two days after Valentine’s Day, and while everyone’s busy showing off their fancy dinners and heart-shaped chocolates, I’m sitting here thinking about us.
Two years ago, I had a Valentine's day recipe. Last year I wrote about 'Her'. This year, I am late. But I've got something to say.
Yeah, us. The real love story. Not all that crap people talk about. You’ve been with me through thick and thin—well, mostly thin, because, let's face it, I’ve eaten my fair share of snacks in front of you. And yet my bones show. But still, you’ve always been there, quietly doing your thing. You’ve never asked for anything in return.
I don’t need roses or overpriced dinners to show my affection. I need you. You keep it cool when things get heated, you’re always there when I’m in need of a midnight snack, and your steady hum is the soundtrack of my life. I don’t need you to send me love notes or dress up for me. You don’t need to do anything extra - just be there. And that’s real love, right?
Just being there for someone? Time, is love.
You’ve never let me down. You don’t judge me for the three-day-old pizza I keep hanging out with, or the forgotten leftovers shoved at the back. You’re cool, and that's exactly what I need. No expectations. Just a quiet, comforting presence.
So, here’s to us. You’re the coolest thing I’ve ever had in my kitchen.
With undying love and gratitude, to my fridge..
Your devoted human
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