'You'll know it when it
happens to you.'
I honestly waited for it to happen and somewhere along I started
to believe it was just a sentence made up by people who fall in
love easily because they don't know what it's like to be
wondering all night if you'll ever find a person you'll
truly appreciate. Not just because he's
texting you at 3 am telling you he can't sleep because
you're on his mind or because he remembers the first time he
saw you and what you were wearing, or because he stares deeply in
your eyes before he kisses you, but real appreciation. Liking
them because you feel like you could be talking about whatever
without wondering if they'll be bored by whatever the
conversation is about, because you're fascinated by the way
he says things, and you perfectly remember random details about
his pronunciation. By at some point realising you like him
because you'd prefer spending any given time with him just to
enjoy their existence a little bit longer. Not even to make out
but just to talk because whatever it is, something about that
person makes you endlesly interested in them.
I really believed for a while that I wasn't a person to be
able to ever figure out I'd like someone 'enough' to
talk about falling in love, or being in love.
But then you came around and proved me
wrong.