I’ve always known that I’m going to end up with the person who wakes up to me missing from bed, and instinctively knows where to look for me. Reading on the couch, or sitting awake outside just enjoying the night. I imagine they will know not to interrupt me. Just to simply join with a book, or quietly sit beside me.
It’s the relationship my grandparents had, and it’s the one I want as well. The wordless understanding of one another. Perhaps it just comes with time of knowing your partner, but somehow I feel like that’s not the limitation of it. Inside, I know it transcends that. I’ve never really quite had that in a relationship, and I don’t suppose I’m meant to just yet. It’s as if that is reserved for one person, and one person only.
I’m looking forward to meeting you, whoever you are.
