I just want to eat cheese with you. And talk about my day, about your day. Especially about your day. I'd know all the details from yesterday so you wouldn't have to start from the beginning. Just following up, every day. I can't believe that's what she did. I'm glad that he came through for you. It was about time they replaced those green coffee mugs on that second super gross stained shelf in the kitchen.
It's nice to be with you. Nice, for the lack of a better word. You are my world. All my troubles fade away when I'm with you. It's nice to be able to say these amazingly cheesy things to you. To have you snicker at me, at the corners of your lips, and yet, know... there's a lot of truth in those words.