If You’re The One, I’ll Just Know

I’ll know it’s you.

I’ll know it’s you because everything will seem too easy. I’ll know it’s you because looking at your face, looking into your eyes will feel familiar. I’ll know it’s you because talking to you will feel as natural as if I had been doing it my whole life.

I’ll know it’s you because my flaws will still be flaws and my habits will still be my habits and my inconsistencies will still be my inconsistencies and I wont feel the need to hide them or change them when you’re near me. I’ll know it’s you because it will feel like you’re back, rather than found.

I’ll know it’s you because when you tell me your truths I’ll see them in my own truths, when you tell me your sadness I’ll understand them as if they were my own, when you tell me you love me, I won’t ask you if you mean it.

I’ll know it’s you because the man I chose to love will be the kind of man I’d want my first son to become, the kind of man who allows me to be vulnerable and dominate at once, who doesn’t ask me to chose. He’ll be the kind of man who paves the way for my passions to flow and supports me in my darkest hours. He’ll be the man who I will protect on his worst days and stand beside on his best. He’ll be the kind of man I chose to sacrifice for; even if that sacrifice weren’t something he’d ask me to give.

I’ll know it’s you because our laughter will be genuine and our love will simultaneously be unwavering friendship. I’ll know it’s you because you’ll care for those who can do no favors for you, you’ll be honest and open and vulnerable with me even when it isn’t easy. I’ll know it’s you because when you touch my hand for the first time, when I rest my head on your shoulder, it will feel like déjà vu.

I’ll know it’s you because you’ll see me. You’ll see all of my imperfections. You’ll know that my happiness isn’t unwavering and my sadness can be devastating. You’ll know that my mistakes have been grueling and that my logic can be completely illogical. You’ll know that I can be selfish and childish, that I can be angry and unreasonable, but you’ll know that the person I am is made up of all those other sides of my truth.

I’ll know it’s you because you’ll see me and understand how deep my affection can truly be. How much love I have, that I can’t keep wrapped up inside, and how quickly I want to forgive even when I’m still at my most stubborn angry. I’ll know it’s you because it won’t be despite all of those things, but because of them that you’ll love me too. I’ll know it’s you, because loving you will feel like an extension of loving myself, and losing you will feel the same.