Everyday, for the next week, I’ll be posting a new micro post in the second person. I guess I just really like you.
You never have a problem with trying the strange things I always want to try. Like hot yoga, which you knew I wouldn’t like, and I didn’t, or the time I switched to cashew milk. You didn’t even flinch when I wanted to try flax milk . But, that’s the thing about you, you let me figure out all by myself how stupid I am.
Is it stupid that this is why I like you so much?
A Word I Haven't Found Yet 