I love you because you comfort me when I cry, and you happily help me celebrate when I don’t.

I adore you because we can breakfast together, you and me, me with my mismatched pyjamas and my knotty hair, morning breath and and dark patches smudged across my cheeks from eyeliner I forgot to remove the night before, and you don’t judge me. You don’t even hesitate to gently touch my lips.

I admire you for your ability to go anywhere and to be anything, to blend and to bite and to melt tenderly as the situation warrents. You make small talk over cocktails easy and an elegant seven course meal hard to forget, and for that I thank you.

I thank you for introducing me to a world I never knew existed, to places I’d never imagined, to smells and tastes that I never even dreamed could come true.

I’m devoted to you no matter where our lives lead, and I know that you feel the same.

I love you, cheese.

Let’s never break up.

Posted by Kat on Thursday, February 14th, 2008 at 10:03 pm.