Making Memories

The days that followed were some of the most bittersweet of my life. 

As they passed, I noticed more clearly how Marion's love for me deepened. 

It was in the way he looked at me when we were alone, in the soft words he whispered to me even when I could clearly hear him, and in the small gestures that showed he cared, holding my hand a little tighter or brushing a stray lock of hair from my face. 

I realized that even though I had always admired him, I was beginning to like him more than I ever thought possible.

Despite the heavy knowledge that our time together was pretty limited, Marion and I made every moment count. 

He made sure that each day was filled with small adventures that bound us closer than ever before.

He wanted me to cherish his last days and my heart always swelled when he said that he wanted to spend his last days with me.