Where in the timeline: it will become obvious to you
Letter: L
Word: Love
Author's Notes: you guys wanna know something funny? I wrote this in December, for a completely different fandom. :P I just changed some names and added a bit on the end. Convenient, eh?
There were no words to describe how much he loved her.
He loved her more than his life, he loved her more than sunshine and food, he loved her more than the green in the grass and the blue in the sky. The total of stars in the sky was a smaller number than the times he said "I love you".
Words could not describe how valuable she was to him.
He would trade every penny he had, he would bleed himself dry for her, he would give every breath he had left for that woman. Every time he looked at her, he knew that she could be the death of him, because he would trade his life for hers any day of the week.
No language had a word for how he felt for her.
Love was not enough, passion simply fell short. What he felt for her was a deeply rooted feeling that he could never hope to explain. It spread across his soul in an inexplicable way every time he saw her face.
Every antagonizing day he spent without her was like a death. He was nothing without her, absolutely worthless. She was his sunrise and sunset, his hope for the world, his reason to move even when it just hurt! There was no force on earth like that woman, that beautiful, hard willed woman. Nothing short of that force was his reason to get out of bed each morning.
Because, no words could describe his sorrow, no material thing could lift his spirits, no language had a word for how utterly despaired he became with every day —no, second!— he spent without her.
Her death almost killed him. The news wounded him deeper and more permanently than anything he had received on a battlefield. He cried, and could have kept on until the word was two inches in water, if he hadn't known what she wanted.
She wanted him to live, live and be happy. She wished he could move on with his life and achieve greatness.
But she didn't know how pointless he was without her.
Still, he dragged on. He crawled through mud or fire, snow or thorns. He took what his life threw at him all in stride, because he knew she watched him. He knew she was watching over him.
And so Peter Parker continued to love Gwen Parker, and make her proud every day.