No, my best friend isn’t Moe, but you know what that means. It is something that we share and that’s what I love. I love what we have, the inside jokes, the mis-heard names in songs, the screwed up words like convection. Those things always make me smile.
You make me smile.
You bring my walls down and you see me, the real me. I know that it hasn’t been easy. I know that at the end of the day I have someone that gets it and gets me. I have someone that I can hold onto. I have someone to help me get through scary ct scans, someone that fits just right in my arms. I don’t think too many people get chances to have something like this. I want to be everything you want and deserve (the best).
I love you, you are my best friend even though your name isn’t Moe.