'You'll know it when it happens to you.'
I honestly waited for it to happen and somewhere along I started to believe it was just a sentence made up by people who fall in love easily because they don't know what it's like to be wondering all night if you'll ever find a person you'll truly appreciate. Not just because he's texting you at 3 am telling you he can't sleep because you're on his mind or because he remembers the first time he saw you and what you were wearing, or because he stares deeply in your eyes before he kisses you, but real appreciation. Liking them because you feel like you could be talking about whatever without wondering if they'll be bored by whatever the conversation is about, because you're fascinated by the way he says things, and you perfectly remember random details about his pronunciation. By at some point realising you like him because you'd prefer spending any given time with him just to enjoy their existence a little bit longer. Not even to make out but just to talk because whatever it is, something about that person makes you endlesly interested in them.
I really believed for a while that I wasn't a person to be able to ever figure out I'd like someone 'enough' to talk about falling in love, or being in love.
But then you came around and proved me wrong.