Our chuckles petered out as we stared into each other’s eyes. It always seemed to be that our eyes always met first before anything else. Daphne pulled me into a kiss and our eyes drifted closed. The feeling of her warm lips on mine were always heavenly and time seemed to slow around us. My hands involuntarily went to grab hers and was elated when her fingers interlaced with mine. After what felt like hours, we parted. Out of breath, but happier than the conversation has been. "Thank you," I muttered into her neck when I laid my head on her shoulder.