I blink and we're in a familiar park on a bench and he rests his forehead against the side of my head with his nose in my ear. His breathing tickles and I can't tell if it's the happiness bubbling inside of me but-- against my better judgment-- I giggle. "I was yours before I even knew you existed." The raw emotion in his voice sends my stomach filling with agitated butterflies. This is silly, I think to myself.

He places his hand on the side of my face and pushes it gently so that I'm facing him. "Don't leave me, okay? I don't-- I...