Certainty

If anything is possible,

then why are you inevitable?

With so much unknown,

why is my love for you certain?

Although you never consume me,

why do I thirst for you?

While I search for satisfaction,

why do you appear in my mind?

After a long day,

why does your touch seem to be my pain reliever?

Whenever I’m lost in you,

why do I tend to find myself?

Even though we live in a society where

I always comes before u,

why are you my priority?

In order for me to completely exhale,

why does it require me to expose my soul to you?

Once I look into your eyes,

why do I automatically smile?

As I continue to live,

why do I desire to know you better?

hopeless romantics will understand

Imagine going to bed with someone you can call your best friend.

Imagine the first touch you wake up to is from the person who knows you just as well as, maybe even more than, you know yourself…

The scent that you have become accustomed to that doesn’t belong to you…

Knowing that any dispute or argument you two have doesn’t have an expiration date to the entire relationship that lurks in the shadows…

The safe space to share every weird quirk, or unexplainable boundary that your mind can go, with a person who accepts it and still loves you for it

Someone who understands your worth and treats you how you know you should be treated

Imagine being with someone who respects you to the point where they wouldn’t even dare fathom the thought of disrespecting your time, energy, and being.

Imagine realizing there is someone who exudes the same emotion & energy when a particular song comes on.

Imagine coming home to tell someone about your day everyday…..and they show interest in it…..every day!

Imagine the peace you get with just a warm embrace from the person.

Imagine having someone who can sense your every emotion without you uttering a word.

Imagine being in a room together in silence, and it doesn’t bother either party or mean trouble because THAT’S how comfortable y’all are with each other.

Imagine you can always rely on good conversation whenever y’all speak.

Imagine dying knowing that you’ve lived a life where you found true love.

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Yeah, I can’t imagine it for me, but I do appreciate the fact that there is still a glimmer of hope in my brain that looks forward to the chance of this someday being my reality.