Valentine's Day Special: A Long-Overdue Love Letter.

I remember when we first met. I was so young; I didn't know what I was doing. All I knew at the time was that this was something special, something rare.

There were months, later, when I didn't even think about you. Whole years could go by, and I wouldn't wonder about you--wonder when I'd see you again, if you were still the same as I remembered, if it could be as good again as when I was young.

The last time I saw you was years ago. A good friend brought you over after dinner. I didn't realize then that that would be the last time for a long time that we would meet. Had I known then what I know now, I would've made more of an effort to make our time together last.

I saw you again yesterday, and all those feelings came back. My heart beat a little faster; I felt kind of nervous, just being in the same car with you. And, later that evening, when we finally got the chance to be alone together, it was just as good as I'd remembered.

Tiramisu, tiramisu! How could I have neglected you all these years?