ode to dickles

there's this girl i live with. her name is erika dick. i like to call her dickles, secretly. now she knows. but honestly, although sometimes we drive each other crazy, we love each other dearly. erika is smart, funny, gorgeous, real, and unbelievably kind. today we were hanging out in the living room, enjoying the afternoon sun coming in though the big bay windows (not sure if we actually have bay windows, but i like that image) and erika said something really funny. i was fake swearing, because this semester i have tried really hard to keep my mouth clean, and so i was fake swearing and then erika said, "ahww sheeeiiiaaa!" and we have been saying this all day long. even when i was in the shower and i dropped something and quietly, or so i thought, said "awh sheeeiia!" erika heard (it's not creepy; the house is really small and has thin walls) and responded with her own hearty, "ahhww sheeeiia!" she keeps me laughing and smiling and sane. no really, tonight i was going crazy and she talked me though it. love you erika.