I can't remember the thing that first made me realise I loved you.
The thing that pushed me over the edge of unsurity
Maybe it was that when you hug me you squeeze me
And it makes me close my eyes and take in all the emotion, rather than look at some humdrum objects placed behind you.
Maybe it was when I was walking towards you with a big grin on my face and I realised I'd never been able to walk towards you without grinning.
Maybe it was after the first night we spent together and I realised that I'd never slept so sound
(I always miss you on a night when I can't sleep)
I may never remember the moment which made me so sure. There are so many reasons to love you, and I find more still.
I hope there will always be things to remind me.
