Cool.

I heard I was in your dreams. Weird, but cool. I apparently had cancer in your dream, which isn't so cool.

But it's the thought that counts, right? It's cool.

I think you're the coolest person out there. Maybe that's not the best adjective, but still. It's true.

Every time you talk to me, my day gets that much better. When you talk to me, it's really, really cool. Again, maybe not the best adjective. I could describe it so much better.

Now, this isn't a fricking love letter. I know that.

But that doesn't mean I don't think it's pretty cool.

Like you.