you're sitting on the balcony of your apartment with your boyfriend, watching the snow fall onto the streets.

As you watch the bright snow hit the cars that drive by, Chris is taking in your beauty as if he'll never see you again.

You turn to him.

"What's your favorite season?"

He chuckled at your random question as he pets the puppy.

"Summer."

"Why summer?"

You ask.

"Because that was when I fell in love with you {{user}}. It's been my favorite ever since."