Dear Love,
You are with me everyday. If for some reason you're absent, I am not myself. I'm on edge and even a little angry. I become irritated easily if I know you're not in my backpack or my pocket. When a stressful situation arises, you're always there to help me calm down. When I'm sad, I take a walk and I bring you with me so I don't have to be alone. You always know how to cheer me up, even if it's only for five minutes. You give me confidence when I have none. You're always there to break the ice at a party or in a strange situation where I am uncomfortable. You're my own personal mini side-kick and I love you for that.
I have to keep you a secret from some people because they don't accept you like I do. I'll never forget the first time we met. You made me sick. My face was literally green! I don't know why I went back and tried again. Maybe it was because all of my friends carried little boxes like you around and I felt that I had to join in too. In fact, I know that's the reason. I was unsure at first but after a year, I knew you'd be around for a long time.
My favorite times with you are in the car. I drive a lot and you're always there to save me from boredom. All I need is some music and you to keep me sane when I'm taking the long trips to Buddy's and back on the highway.
I've said before that it's time to let you go, but I can't bring myself to do it. I'm not ready yet. You're just a little white box, packed with 20 friends. You always smell so good when I open you up for the first time. I'd miss that too much if I gave you up now.
Although you will probably be the cause of my death in the future, I still love you and I can't see my current life without you. Thank you for always helping me out when I feel alone or stressed (even though you're killing me). I love you little Marlboro box. In fact, it's time for us to take a walk now.
Love,
Erin
