To my sweet daughter,
If you ever begin to wonder if he is the one, ask yourself:
Does his laughter warm your body from the inside out? He knows that when you say two scoops you really mean three, right? Do you dance in his living room while drinking cheap wine? I hope so, and I hope youāre both drunk and terrible and laughing so hard you cry. Does he tell you how beautiful you are, and if yes, does he say it when the morning light falls upon your face? More importantly, when he tells you, do you believe him? Can you cry in front of him? I hope you can, that means you trust him. When itās pouring rain does he know that if your hair is curled or your eyes are sad that means he should get the car and bring it to you? When he asks what you want for dinner and you say you arenāt hungry, does he ask if youāve eaten today? And when you say you had breakfast, I hope he knows you donāt eat breakfast, and makes you a bowl of rice, because thatās your favorite comfort food. Does he kiss you good morning? Good night? Just because? Do you know he likes his coffee black? Unless he wants it cooled, then he will probably want some milk in it, but not too much. Do you know when he prefers tea to coffee? I never quite figured that out with your father, so if you have, youāre a better woman than I. Have you figured out where heās ticklish? Donāt let him convince you heās not, I promise you he is. Have you frustrated the hell out of him yet? You will, oh you will, but itās how you two come out of it that matters. And when he said he loved you for the very first time, did you respond by asking if heās afraid of heights? I hope with my entire soul that he said yes because that means, despite his fear, he fell for you. Now, darling, you tell me, is he the one?
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