“We would be together and
have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and
the stars bright.”
- Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast.
We all have that soft, soppy, romantic side. Here is mine. This is for the person that I am going to marry. The person that I am going to spend my life loving and making as happy as they make me.
"There are a hundred trillion cells in the human body,” she said. “And every single one of the cells of my body loves you. We shed cells, and grow new ones, and my new cells love you more than the old ones, which is why I love you more every day than I did the day before. It’s science. And when I die and they burn my body and I become ashes that mix with the air, and part of the ground and the trees and the stars, everyone who breathes that air or sees the flowers that grow out of the ground or looks up at the stars will remember you and love you, because I love you that much.”