To the Love of My Life,
I do not know how I could manage my bad days without you because you can turn any day around. You're always there for me, even if I may be far from home. You're just around the corner. Just the mention of your name can bring a smile to my lips, regardless of the day that I am having. You're incredible and without compare. If I had to choose, just know that I would always choose you because you are it for me.
My love, of course, is queso. It's creamy, cheesy, and oh so delicious. Watching the waiter walk with you toward me makes me excited to just have you near me. Whether I'm pairing you with tortilla chips or putting you on my burrito, I know that I can always trust you to make everything better. You just have some quality about you that can elevate the taste of any food that you are put on. You are truly one of a kind and you can always appeal to everyone. You are the one thing that can bring people together. You can probably even stop wars.
You can come with or without jalepeños, so you can fit everyone's taste buds. This makes you the perfect appetizer. You are remarkable. However, I am afraid that our relationship has become an unhealthy one. You see, you are not necessarily the healthiest for me and it's hard for me. How on Earth am I supposed to live without you? How am I supposed to live my day to day without you? That simultaneously makes you the best and worst thing that has happened to me. You're almost like a drug.
It's not fair, however, because I crave you. Every. Single. Day. When I wake up in the morning, I cannot help, but to think of you and how great my day would be if I could just have you for dinner, but, alas, I know that it cannot be. I know that it cannot be because we are just too different. We want two different things. You want to be fattening and I want to live a somewhat healthy lifestyle. I love you, so I have to be honest with you and let you know that I cannot continue our love affair. We are going to have to begin spreading out the times that we see each other. I know that it's going to be hard, but, ultimately, my bank account will thank me.
Until We Meet Again.
