You just know...

You know it's love,
When your heart flutters whenever you think of him,
And you smile to yourself with every thought of him.

You know it's love,
When the excitement has all died down,
Yet you still wanna be with him, around him, next to him.

You know it's love,
When the silence is peaceful and comforting,
rather than awkward and disturbing...

You know it's love,
When you're the least domesticated woman in the world,
Yet you attempt to make a feast just for him.

You know it's love,
When you realise that your cooking sucks,
Yet he still praises you for it,
Slurps and gobbles everything up,
And then thank you for it.

You know it's love,
When you wake up in the morning,
and the first thing he does is,
to pull you close, and... spoons you.

You know it's love,
When he kisses your cheeks,
and tells you that your freckles are beautiful,
Those same freckles that you hate,
and have been trying to hide for years.

You know it's love,
When you've had a longggg day,
Then he returns after a day at work,
And still gives you a massage..
*no, make that two~!*

You know it's love,
When you realise that he's not flawless,
Yet you still think he's the perfect person.
For you...

You know it's love,
When he thanks you for all the things you do,
AND all the things you don't do,
When he accepts you for the person you are,
The person you're not, and the person you'll never become.

And YOU, feel the exact same way about HIM too...

That's when you know,
you just know...
that it couldn't be anything else.