You know, when people ask me to make a comparison between you and an addiction of mine, I always say hot chocolate. They’d laugh because they think I’m joking and ask me to be serious, but I always say the same thing. You’re just like hot chocolate.

You make me feel warm whenever I’m with you, like I’m always welcomed in your arms. You make me feel content to just be sitting beside you reading a book in one hand and holding yours in the other. You make me feel happy that I chose, and continue to choose us even after what we’ve been through.

Warmth, contentment, and happiness. These are what I feel when I drink my addiction which you, make me feel as well.

So they can call me silly all they want, I don’t care. You’re my hot chocolate. If they ask you why and you think my explanation is too long, just tell them this.

"I make her feel at home.”