On our fourth anniversary, I gave my partner a necklace composed of copper wire and peridot gems. The copper wire curves into a tree, the trunk made of three intertwining wires which reach outward to an outer ring, where the green rocks hold firm. He wears the necklace beneath his sweater, the wires cold against his skin and near his heart. Throughout the day he touches the necklace and thinks of me. Where I am, how our breath belongs to one body, why we continue to choose each other. “Here,” he says. “I will kiss you here,” and then he plants a kiss where the necklace touches my sternum.