“Look, that one’s a flower!” I pointed to a cloud that resembled a flower.

We were holding hands, laying on the blanket we had put out on the grass for our picnic.

“No, that’s a dog!”. He laughed and looked at me.We looked in each other’s eyes as if searching for an answer for our attachment.
“Why do I do this with you, before i met you i thought that this stuff was silly,like when i watched a walk to remember, i thought it was so cheesy, and here i am doing the cheesiest thing of all.Why? Is this what they call love?”He said, sitting up now.

I looked at him for several minutes, and then attempted to answer.”Umm..i think so! I think this is what they call love! Or better yet, what i call love.This isn’t cheesy, this is cute,very cute.Extremely cute!”

He smiled.He leaned in to kiss my forehead.I wondered why he had kissed my forehead.
“I kissed your forehead because i could kiss any girl regularly but you are special to me.So i showed it.I gave you an innocent kiss, because I LOVE YOU !”