8 June 2010

It took one hour -- one hour -- for me to fall in love. Most would be critical of this relationship, the ups and downs of our love. But I don't care what they think. You were there for me during the lonely nights when I couldn't sleep and had to watch just one more episode on DVR. You brought happiness, tears, curiosity, and friendship to my life over these past five and a half years. I thank you for all of the episodes you gave me.

"Pretty Little Liars," you are my longest relationship.

With all relationships comes the downhills that we experience on our emotional roller coaster. Nobody else could stretch out my patience as much as you have. Over the multitude of episodes that I have devotedly watched, there were plenty of times when I wanted to call it quits. I was done with the cliff hangers, the loopholes, the downright lies. I have devoted endless hours to discovering who "A" was -- and to being wrong hundreds of times. But with all the bad, comes the good.

You were there to be a comforting solace for my friends and I as we huddled together every Tuesday night to divulge our latest theories of the characters. I grew along with you and your many dynamic characters. You made me realize that having bad-ass female lead characters wasn't a fluke -- it was how it should be. You showed me how having close friendships could conquer the evil we face every day.

"Pretty Little Liars," you have always been there. You introduced yourself to me in the summer before my freshman year of high school, the last bit of time before things got serious. As my seasons changed, so did yours. I was there for all of the holiday and prom episodes. I clung to every relationship that flourished, and ultimately failed, with all of the emotion of my own.

Thank you, "Pretty Little Liars," for being my true love. My longest ride. My go-to. My everything.

I love you,

Sierra