To my Mr. Cheese...

To my Mr. Cheese,

It’s funny how much you can miss someone even when they’ve never actually been “there”. It’s like missing a memory or a song you haven’t heard in a while. You grip on for the sake of holding it closer to your heart; for a smile.

You have NO idea how many times just the thought of you has made me smile or laugh. Our funny chats…need to convince the other that the person loves them more…and how slightly jealous you get when I mention Tristan.

It kept me going, really it did.

In some very strange, yet oddly pleasant way: you have been my lifeline. You’ve brought me back to the surface when I felt like I was drowning.

Sure: our friendship/sibling-hood/marriage (HA) is just “digital”. But honestly, I don’t think it could get better than this.

Your emoticons, lame attempts at jokes; your failed spelling and every other thing (except one thing) have meant the world to me.

So…I must thank you.


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