If there is such a thing as marriage, it takes place long before the ceremony: in a car on the way to the airport; or as a gray bedroom fills with dawn, one lover watching the other; or as two strangers stand together in the rain with no bus in sight, arms weighed down with shopping bags. You don’t know then. But later you realize - that was the moment.
And always without words.” —
Simon Van Booy
That first night on the bench was this moment. The moment I knew our relationship was solidified into a marriage and a bond bigger than both of us.
The moment I got into your car on that chilly Sunday afternoon.