But tonight I knew.
I am irretrievably in love with you.
There wasn’t any grand gesture or a big moment between us that made me come to this conclusion.
In fact just the opposite.
It was a typical Thursday night.
I came by after work and you opened the door with that charming smile of yours.
Somehow you knew I didn’t want to go out so we had a night in.
We cooked dinner and took turns stirring the pan.
A simple task, meaningless.
But there was something that felt different.
Maybe it was the way you grabbed me by the hips and pulled me in for a kiss.
Maybe it was the way I hugged you from behind while we looked out the kitchen window.
Maybe it was the way we hung your wet clothes on hangers and I thought to myself I could do this forever.
Whatever it was,
I have fallen in love with you.