Thank you for being my storyteller. I love listening to your words; they warm my heart. You giggle, smile, and laugh, and everything falls into place, creating a sense of completeness. Your voice is a melodious rhythm that I've longed for ten years. It's more melodious than a flute.
Since it's Sunday, why not have a bit of ice cream, like Kit-Kat?
P.S.: I still want to taste the cherries. I'll give them a try next time.
I love you, the very essence of my being.