August 23, 2015
It's a love that's been carved into an exquisite ice figure over the years, and one wouldn't be able to find a faulty part. They have signals for when they can't speak out loud. His favorite is when she rapidly blinks her eyes thrice, because it means "Did you see that? I can't wait to laugh with you later about it, and then we'll be apologetic afterwards but still laugh about what just happened at sporadic times in a day." Three blinks. This ice figure will inevitably melt, he knows, but for now he's admiring its beauty while he can.