The way I love you,” he shakes his head slightly, “it’s just a part of me, of my very makeup. You’re in my atoms. My bones. My head and my heart. I wish I could show you. I wish I could hold it in my hands, so you could see just how brightly that love shines. But I can’t do that. What I can do is promise that my love for you will never go away. It won’t fade. It won’t falter. It won’t die.
