"In a thousand years time you won't remember me." I promised Ianto I would remember him. In a thousand years I would remember him.

I would never forget the steaming hot cup of coffee he would make every morning and every night we worked late. Industrial grade, just for me.

How when we kissed, I could taste the sweetness on his lips.

I could never forget how he was quiet, but you could read so much in his eyes.

I wouldn't forget him. I wouldn't forget any of it. I wouldn't forget my love for him. I remember Ianto Jones.