Dear friend,

Kyle and I made cupcakes today and long story short, I got blue icing stains all over my face. It won’t come off, sooo great. Kyle thinks its hilarious!

His mom said we should make some cupcakes while they’re gone for the next few days to visit some other family. I felt bad that they couldn’t take Kyle but they didn’t seem to really mind. They took Ike, too.

Kyle’s actually falling asleep on the couch right now. I walked off for a minute into the kitchen for a fifth cupcake and second cup of coffee. I’m sitting on the counter right now. I have to admit after being forced to sit in a room with hardly any belongings and technology, I noticed how detailed Kyle’s skin is. From every dip in his face when he smiles to every single freckle that decorates his face like seeds on a strawberry. He’s handsome as all get out. I’m lucky to have him. I like it when he smiles about something he’s saying, or when he doesn’t realize I’m watching. I’m a fool in love. I’m a lovesick puppy who wants nothing more than to follow Kyle around. Was I this way when I was dating Wendy? I can’t even remember anymore. 

I’m going to sneak back to Kyle from snuggles. He smells like clean linen and cigarette smoke. Even though I have asthma, it makes me feel at home. I love you, Kyle Broflovski. I have to start counting down the hours soon, and it’s going to be hard.

With Love,