“Tell me more. I wanna hear it.” “You’re the love of my life,” I mumble, feeling the tears in my eyes. I won’t cry, I refuse to, but I’m so overcome with emotion that I can’t help it. “I was made for you. Your strength, your kindness, your loyalty. The way you take care of me. The way you say my name. I’ll always belong to you.” “Bunky, fuck,”
