“With each press and pull, I tasted the sweetness of forgotten memories, the bitterness of past separations, the tang of adventures shared, and the rich, heady essence of love rekindled. The flavor was more intoxicating than any wine, and I found myself drowning in it, wanting to savor every drop. She reminded me of a stormy night, a sunlit day, a snow-laden morning, and a fiery sunset all at once.”