A toast...

To every time he said that your kisses were the best he ever had. To the time when your skin "looked good in the sunlight". To the time he held you just because. To falling asleep in his arms. To the day he spent just looking at you. To resting your head on his shoulder. To seeing the universe through his eyes. To seeing the universe in his eyes. To the comfortable silence. To the lack of secrecy. To his protective arm around your waist. To the way you're not alone when you think of him.

To every time he told you he felt the same way.

Cheers.