The thing that struck her first was his eyes. Intense, dark eyes. Always expressive, the one thing that would betray his feelings. The only thing he could not hide from her.
Throughout all the arguments, fights and painful testings their relationship had, his eyes always showed her that they could reconcile their problems and move on stronger than before.
And eventually as they walked hand in hand along the Bay’s shore, it was his eyes that expressed his love for her.
So standing under the Golden Gate Bridge she found another of his expressive outlets that couldn’t lie. His Kiss.