“I’ll remember the Sunday mornings we spend in bed with the dogs barking for us to get up and come feed them. I’ll remember the way you take your coffee, and the feel of our kisses, and the hugs we share before falling asleep, with our legs intertwined. I’ll remember how it felt when we jumped from that waterfall in Belize, you shrieking and me laughing. I’ll remember the moment we met in that preppy bar in Boston. I’ll remember our first kiss after a New Year’s Eve countdown, and our second kiss in the cabin, and all the ones that followed.”
