Oh. My. Goodness.
I love you. So much. I awoke this morning with a hunger only you could fill. And as I get ready for bed, you are the only one I want to be with. There is so much to say about you. Your sweet filling, your whipped topping, and your crust. Oh, your crust. Graham cracker deliciousness cradling your smooth banana goodness.
I didn't know when that stranger in the grocery store told me to purchase you just how much you would impact my life. You see, I had walked past you a few times picking up frozen pizzas, vegetables and ice cream. I barely glanced your way. And then that woman, that glorious guide to dessert happiness, walked past me and asked if I knew you. I did not.
"Oh my God," she said. "Sooooooooooooooo good."
She didn't do you justice.
Sometimes you find your true love on your own. You choose each other; your eyes lock and you just know. Other times, you need a little nudge. Someone else has to help you see what you might otherwise have missed. I shudder to think of the emptiness of my life had that woman not led me to you...to love. Every grocery trip before led me to this moment, to you.
Thank you for being you and for letting me love you. Please don't ever leave me.
With ardent passion,
me
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