I’ve never been good at things like this, and I still wake up hoping this is all a bad dream, but I know you enjoyed a good social media post for important moments. So here it goes.
I love how we can stay on the phone for hours, barely speaking but just wanting to know the other was there. I love geeking out with you over every fandom news story and ship development. I love how you want to be Suzie’s favorite auntie so much that you let her sit in the passenger’s seat of my car and lick your Starbucks cup. I love how you pick my drinks at the bar and then take care of drunk me with Cheez Its and Aaron Tveit albums. I love our yearly trips to San Diego. I love our podcasting dates. I love our inside jokes (#porklet, #dayofrest, #bugsinmystarbucks). I love your laugh. I love when you cheer for the Giants or the Sharks or the Warriors just to make me happy. I love keeping each other company during our commutes. I love our memories from college, like watching horror movies for Valentine’s Day or resting on your futon with instant mashed potatoes when I was sick or watching that Jonas Brothers concert movie over and over. I love when I text you breaking news and you call me to shout about it. I love that even when you can’t talk, you find a way to let me know what you really think about my hair (good or bad). I love spending all day with you at Disneyland acting like kids. I love all the wonderful people you brought into my life (especially you). I love when you call me CME, the Dean to your Sam, your favorite co-host. I love that even when we’re arguing, I know you’ll have my back. I love how much you love our origin story. I love your strength. I love how much you love.
I’ll miss you. I love you.