It seems so simple when he says it like that. Too simple, like there's no possible way that something that feels so big can be boiled down to something so basic. He would know, though, wouldn't he? Who better to understand a feeling than a feeling? She just experiences, he is.

"I like it," she offers, even though the words feel so inadequate. "Feeling love, and acceptance, and patience, and understanding. I like feeling like love can do anything. I can't always control what I feel, but I try... to be full of love whenever I can."