“Remember your barbecue?  I knew I loved you then.” 

“Really.”  

“Your turn.  Tell me the first time you knew.” 

“Okay.” He hesitated. “Honestly?  I can’t remember when I didn’t love you.” 

“Stamford?”

“Yup.” 

“When you were with—” 

“Then too.” 

“How about the beach?” 

“I loved you even more at the beach.” 

“Time wasted.” 

“No more.”