He loved her, of course, but better than that, he chose her, day after day. Choice: that was the thing.

And when she asks him about his decision to give up his beloved sleep in the mornings; Will tell her of how mornings without her had been one of the hardest things about their time apart and how he never wanted another to spend another morning without her unless he had to ( because she was his home).

I crave you in the most innocent form. I crave to say good night and give you forehead kisses and to say that I adore you when you feel at your worst. I crave you in ways where I just want to be next to you and nothing more or less.