I woke up to him kissing me. Slowly. All over. For a second, he paused. ‘I’m going to keep kissing you until you wake up,’ he warned. With my eyes still closed, I smiled and told him, ‘I guess you’ll have to keep kissing me forever because I’m not waking up.’ And without hesitation, he said, ‘Okay.’ As if the thought of forever didn’t scare him at all. As if kissing me was all he wanted for the rest of his life. And he kept kissing me. Slowly. All over. And he whispered, ‘I will kiss you forever.’