“It wasn’t one moment,” I say finally. “It was... all these little things adding up. It was the way you pushed me to be better and believed in me before I’d given you any reason to. It was the way you had my back.” I turn my face into his palm, breathing in the scent of his skin. “It was your laugh,” I whisper. “It was...” I swallow. “It was everything, every single piece of you.” I shake my head. “Loving you is like breathing. I can’t stop if I tried.”
