Once there was a young man named Tyler, known for his dedication towards his job, deep passion for music and unmatched love for his girlfriend, Emily. Emily was a creative, radiant soul, full of life and energy. A year into their relationship, Tyler began noticing this one thing about Emily. She would always crave kisses, every morning, every afternoon and every night.
One spring morning, Tyler woke up to the chirping of birds and a bright sunrise shining through their window. Turning around, he saw Emily's glowing eyes looking back at him. Without uttering a word, she leaned and kissed him good morning. Her lips pressed to his, her hand reaching up to his face. He remembered a moment like this last night before they went to sleep, an ending to a busy day.
Midday was no exception. During their lunch break, she would hold her food in one hand and grab his face with the other for a spontaneous, affectionate kiss. This was their everyday routine, as familiar as the change of seasons.
Every evening, when the sky wore shades of oranges and purples, she'd pull him close, kiss him passionately under the beautiful twilight. It was like a quiet serenade at the end of a symphony.
The gentle hint of a blush on her cheeks when she’d pull away from their evening kisses and her glowing eyes would forever be etched in his memory. Sometimes he’d tease her about it:
Tyler: Don’t you think you should ease up on the kisses baby?
And she’d reply in an assertive tone, I want you to know how much I love you. My love isn't limited to specific moments or events, it’s continuous. So, my kisses are a small token of my constant love for you, rather it be morning, noon or night.
Tyler: Oh, Lord it’s about to be a kiss-a-ton
He always had a funny suspicion about her affection, appreciating how openly and consistently she displayed her love. Not just through words, but with kisses too, in their own time frame of little love languages. He would chuckle at the urgency and sweetness of it, kiss her back with just as much passion and devotion.
Every day was different, filled with their little adventures, laughter, fights, and makeups. But the consistency of Emily's kisses was unchanging. It became Tyler's daily necessity. He realized that her daily kisses were the doses of love she was constantly pouring into their relationship, giving it strength and warmth. Emily's love and desire for kisses in the morning, afternoon, and night turned out to be an expression of their connection and her unfading affection.
Their bond thrived on this tender intimacy. Each day felt like a cherished lifetime of kisses, their love blooming in each of Emily's affectionate kisses, making the routine of everyday life a never-ending romantic symphony of kisses. Every morning, every noon and every night, he'd think about it with a warm heart a fond smile and kisses. Love indeed was omnipresent and eternal, he thought, just like Emily's kisses.