Dear Cheese, I love you.
I know it’s too soon to drop the ‘L’ word but little do you know how much I have loved you even in silence. You were the shoulder I leaned on when things went rough. You were my go-to when I needed someone to celebrate my happiness with. For I know, there’s nothing in this world melted cheese can’t fix. You make everything better, always. There’s mozzarella, cheddar and colby – Oh and not to forget provolone – I think you’re the reason I can’t do a full weak without pizza!
Nothing stands between us, it’s just you and me. I love you for your oozy goodness. I revere how you get along with all my best friends, be it wine or meats. You are a party animal! You’re sweet, salty, savory and creamy. You’ve got great personality. What food does cheese not go with?! I could take you along to every jamboree! I have loved you through thick and thin, through ‘cubes’, ‘slices’ and ‘dips’.
In the words of G.K. Chesterton, “Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.” I wonder why. Isn’t love all you need to overflow onto a blank page?
They were right when they said love hurts, for I remember all the blisters and burnt spots you gave me. Must I go bound while you go free. It’s not your fault. I would always lose track of the time I spent with you. You kept me warm at night. You were the real recipe to a rollick. I didn’t realize you had started to put voice to my deepest feelings. I was head-over-heels, free-falling into love. It’s me, I’m irrevocably in love with you.
So, it is true grief is the price we pay for love. One sided love is never easy, but it’s pure, it’s right from the core of my heart. Will you ever love me back the same way?