When my ex and I had been in our relationship for about a month, we strayed away from "the group" we usually pissed away our time together with and cuddled (yes only cuddled) in an alotment while talking about everything and nothing, like you do. It was a crisp night, the fullest moon and a cloudless sky. There was a light layer of snow on the ground so everything was illuminated in this incredibly "disney" blue light. Conversation ran out and so we just held each other, and it was amazing. In a pequliar turn of events there was a sudden meteorite shower. 4 shooting stars in quick succession. I honestly felt like god was winking at me. We both stood aghast, and then laughed, and then astonished silence. Then I told her I loved her, and she told me she loved me. We were happy for about 2 years. But as you all know. It ended in bloodshed.