My Love,
Where do I even begin?
When I first met you, I thought you were like all of the rest. I thought everything you had to offer was standard. Wow, was I wrong. You became a constant in my life, my daily go-to. I seek refuge in you, whether it be from a heavy storm, or the noise of the outside world as a whole. You have become a home away from home for me, I love basically living at your place; every day I look forward to walking through the door and seeing you.
I feel so comfortable when I am with you. This comfort inspires my creativity and fuels some of my best work. You are my source of warmth on the coldest of Midwestern winter days. You are so lovely; I have hella heart eyes for you and I make it pretty well-known.
You are always there for me; mornings, nights, weekends, you name it. What gets me through my earliest classes and longest days is knowing that I get to see you right after. You’re always waiting for me and ready to feed me the best sweets, sandwiches, and drinks. Your vegan zucchini bread gives me life. Your coffee wakes me up after the nights when sleep was barely existent.
You always tailor to my needs, you understand that not everybody can digest dairy products, so you always make sure you have a variety of substitutes for me (seriously though, shout out for having dairy-free options for everything. Lactose intolerance is hard, you rock).
My friends also love you, which is very important to me too. You never fail to make them, and me, happy. You check off every bullet-point on the list.
Yours truly,
*insert name here*
