We're really at a loss as to what to say about food storage containers.

Jill, I love you. I love you more than I've ever loved anything in my 16 years on this earth. You are like the moon and I'm like the tides chasing you, bulging around the globe. Your ponytail always smells so awesome, even after volleyball practice. I don't care where you go to college, I'll go there too. Even if it's Harvard or something, I'll walk on to the football team and get a scholarship so no big deal.

I want to protect you Jill. I want to be your Pyrex 8-Piece Bowl or 12-Piece Storage Set, and you can be my tuna salad or leftover chicken soup or whatever. You'll be safe in my arms, and my secure plastic lids will cover you in BPA-free love. It doesn't matter what we face in life: microwave, oven, fridge, dishwasher, whatever; we'll be safe because we have each other.

This is probably the most romantic thing I've ever written besides that time I copied the lyrics from that No Doubt song and gave it to you as a poem. I hope you know how much it means I love you.

Back to top