There’s no way they’re not going to love you the way that I l—” He stops himself. My eyes go wide and his mirror them. “Llllive, laugh, love you,” he finishes. “The way I live, laugh, love you.” He says it so confidently the second time, but it still makes no fucking sense. Regardless, I can’t help but burst a laugh. “You live, laugh, love me?” “God, so fucking much.”
