“One day, he’s going to know. He’ll know
your birthday, your middle name, where you were born, your star sign, and your
parents names. He’ll know how old you were when you learnt to ride a bike, how
your grandparents passed away, how many pets you had, and how much you hated
going to school. He’ll know your eye colour, your scars, your freckles, your
laugh lines and your birth marks. He’ll know your favourite book, movie, candy,
food, pair of shoes, colour, and song. He’s going to know why you’re awake at
5am most nights, where you were when you realised you’d lost a good friend, why
you picked up the razor and how you managed to put it down before things went
too far. He’s going to know your phobias, your dreams, your fears, your wishes,
and your worries. He’s going to know about your first heartbreak, your dream
wedding, and your problems with your parents. He’ll know your strengths,
weaknesses, laziness, energy, and your mixed emotions. He’s going to know about
your love for mayonnaise, your dream of being famous when you were five, your
need to quote any film you know all the way through, and your fear of growing
older. He’ll know your bad habits, your mannerisms, your stroppy pout, your
facial expressions, and your laugh like it’s his favourite song. The way you
chew, drink, walk, sleep, fidget and kiss. He’s going to know that you’ve
already picked out wedding flowers, baby names, tiles for the bathroom,
bridesmaid dresses, and the colour of your bedroom walls. He’s going to know,
get annoyed at and then accept that you leave clothes everywhere, take twenty
minutes to order a Starbucks, have to organise your DVD’s alphabetically, and
check your horoscope… just incase. He’ll know your McDonald’s order, how many
sugars to put in your tea, how many scoops of ice cream you want, and that you
need your sandwiches cut into triangles. He’s going to know how you feel
without you telling him, that you need a wee from a look on your face, and that
you’re crying without shedding tears. He’s going to know all of it. Everything.
You, from top to bottom and inside out. From learning, from sharing, from
listening, from watching. He’s going to know every single thing there is to
know, and you know what else? He is still going to love you.”
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