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 learned 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 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 heart break, your dream wedding and the problems you have with your parents. he’ll know your strengths, your weaknesses, laziness, energy and your mixed emotions. he’s going to know 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, 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, eat, sleep, fidget and kiss. he’s going to know that you’ve already picked out wedding flowers, baby names, the tiles for the bathroom, bridesmaids dresses, and the colour of your bedroom walls. he’s going to know, hey annoyed and then accept that you leave clothes everywhere, take twenty minutes to decide at starbucks, have to organise your DVD’s alphabetically and check your horoscope. he’ll know your mcdonalds order, how many sugars you put in your tea, how many scoops of ice cream you want, and your need to cut your sandwiches into triangles. he’s going to know how you feel without you telling him, that you need to pee from a look on your face, and when you’re crying without shedding tears. he’s going to know all of it. everything. you, from top to bottom, inside and out. from learning, from sharing, from listening, from watching. he’s going to know every single thing there is to know about you. and you know what else? he’s still going to love you.

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