One day, he is going to know. He will know your birthday, your middle name, where you were born, your star sign, and your parents names. He will know how old you were when you learned to ride a bike, how your grandparents passed away, how many pets you have had, and how much you hated going to school. He will know your eye color, your scars, your freckles, your laugh lines, and your birth marks. He will know your favorite book, movie, candy, food, pair of shoes, color, and song. He is going to know why you are awake at 5 am, where you were when you realized you lost a good friend. He is going to know your phobias, your dreams, your fears, your wishes, and your worries. He is going to know about your first heartbreak, your dream wedding, and your problems. He will know your strengths, weaknesses, laziness, energy, and your mixed emotions. He is going to know about your love for the small things, 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 will know your bad habits, your mannerisms, your stroppy pout, your facial expressions, and your laugh like it is his favorite song. The way you chew, drink, walk, sleep, and kiss. He is going to know that you have already picked out wedding flowers, bridesmaid dresses, tiles for your bathroom floor, baby names, and the color of your bedroom walls. He is going to know, get annoyed at and then accept that you leave clothes everywhere, take twenty minutes to order at starbucks, have to organize your DVD’s alphabetically, and check your horoscope…Just incase. He will know your caribou 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 is going to know how you feel without you telling him, and that you are crying without shedding tears. He is going to know all of it. Everything. You, from top to bottom and inside out. From learning, from sharing, from listening, from watching. He is going to know every single thing there is to know, and you know what else? He is still going to love you.