I remember in past relationships the moments I looked at my respective partner, maybe at a party, or a concert, looking for something – some kind if confirmation in their eyes that proved to me what they felt. I hoped to find it there, in the way they smiled at me or just looked at me, and waited for the rightness of the moment. Always waited.
With you, I do not hope nor wait nor look for it. With you, I know it is there. With you, I know your eyes mirror the emotions in mine.