I have joked about writing this letter a lot. But while laughing I was secretly not joking. I fought it for far too long and I feel that I have to do what I secretly wanted to do for months. Dear Tinder, I really want to tell you how thankful I am that you exist.
No, I don’t want to thank you for the fucks I’ve had thanks to you. I don’t want to thank you for the dates I’ve had thanks to you. I don’t even want to thank you for the epic Tinder Tuesday I had thanks to you. Even though that’s worth a ‘thank you’ as you can read here.
Tinder, I want to thank you for introducing me to my boyfriend. I want to say the love of my life, but it might be a bit too early to say that. Even though we already agreed we’re staying together until we have to change each others dentures in a retirement home. Sounds much more fun than ’till we die right?! That’s what we thought! It makes us laugh, which we do all the time as you can see on the photo I added. We have the same weird sense of humor. We also have the weird need to always be honest and talk everything out. Even though there’s not much to talk out, because we happen to always think a-like. So we mostly talk about other things, from silly things to serious things. And of course we talk dirty 😉
What I’m trying to say Tinder, is that I really appreciate you introducing me to love when I wasn’t even looking for it. I went in with an open mind and apparently an open heart, as it’s now filled with love. It’s not 100% full yet, my boyfriend is still breaking down my walls. But he says he will break them down until I’m not afraid to love him as much as he loves me. Isn’t that wonderful, Tinder?
Thank you from the bottom of my almost full heart.
All the best,