Well....

You say things sometimes, funny, hilarious things, and it feels like there isn't enough sound in me, or in existence, to do your comments justice or give them the credit they deserve. I hang on every word you say, wondering what will be next like an expectant child in a sweetie shop.

I remember us laughing for what seemed like forever about one word... "Well". It was more about the way you expressed it, the accents you use, the tone, the pitch. Such a minor little word, meaningless really, but it meant something to us, it meant we connected, it meant we laughed instead of cried. It meant the world.

Our words are what has kept us together for 2 years. The comical way we can invent characters and VoiceOver people. It's made us laugh till we cry. Till we both cannot speak another single word but instead have to hold our bellies from laughing so much it hurts. We often spoke of how no one else would understand us, our funny little ways. I miss you.