That ONE person

You know that person you play with their hair, that person you call names, you know that person you pretend you’re mad at even when you’re not, that person you call by all types of names ‘Idiot’ ‘bunny’ or you just call them crazy, that one person that’s occasionally on your mind, that one person you think of before you sleep or that one person that’s always on your mind when you awaken, you know that one person you’d rather be home doing nothing with, that one person you’d do absolutely nothing and still have a great time and that one person you say you hate but know you adore them with every ounce of breath.

Crazy how our hearts tend to show us love, how our minds tend to grasp every moment we adore, times we loved, lived and cherished life. Astonishing how we lose sight of everything else when our hearts no longer beat for just ourselves, when hearts skip a couple of beats for a special somebody.

I know nothing about love, I don’t know what love truly means or where love itself lives, all I know is that we’re happier when we’re comfortable. Throughout my dating life which honestly isn’t much, I’ve found happiness when I was able to become myself, not trying to be who I’m not for the mere fact that I loved or thought loved had accompanied us. When you get someone you’re able to be bored with, someone you’re willing to stay indoors with, that one person you would be with rather than to go out. If you’ve found that, grasp it... it might be real.