Arthur stared down at the dainty looking girl in his arms as he reached out to kiss her gently; his mind swam with how perfect this all was and how perfect she was.
Olivia fit in his arms like no one else, and her gentle and sweet disposition warmed and soothed Arthur's more rough around the edges one.
She dipped her head down and delicately kissed Arthur's chin, making him long to kiss her lips and savor every last inch of her as she was too precious too him for words though he'd never be perfect at showing her just what she meant to him.
Arthur reached down, lips upon skin, to kiss her on the lips, and she fell in to perfect rhythm and step with him as if she were an extension upon his very being.
This would never fail to surprise and to startle Arthur had he'd never been the one to expect such love or gentle kindness; he'd never expected to find her, and now he doubted his ability to let her go from his life though she really couldn't let go of him either.
Lips molded perfectly as if connected and moving by one mind's actions alone; they truly were like alternate versions of each other: true and pure in that regards.
Olivia laughed lightly as they pulled apart, and her gaze stayed locked on his; what moment could part true and simple love?
The answer was none even death could not force each other apart even as one would live on as they knew life better than to live it out like Romeo and Juliet had.
Arthur pulled her closer as if to savor the innocent and feather light kisses that could just as easily become their forever after; she kissed back as if under proud ownership of that forever after.
"I love you." Came out of her lips, sweet and low.
"I love you, too." Arthur's face flushed as if in embarrassment as if he felt invisible eyes upon him and them in this moment though there weren't really eyes there at all.
Olivia leaned forward to kiss her love's red forehead, and she treasured these moments now and forever.
'I love you' was more than a fickle phrase; it was a forever and a half phrase constructed to define undefinable passions and hearts when they beat as if only one was there.
