One time, when I was my bestfriend and I were sleeping in a tent together and it was really late and he thought that I was asleep so he leaned over, kissed my forehead, and said I love you. Tomorrow is our wedding day.
My husband broke my finger during a ptsd-induced dream about his time in Iraq. I told him I ran into a wall because he would never forgive himself if he knew the truth (ptsd- post traumatic stress disorder)
Someone from Cambridge posted a whisper, which reads "My mom died 4 years ago, my new boyfriend will never meet her last night he looked at my tattoo of her name. He kissed it and whispered "thank you for making your daughter.