Can I be that one person?

The one you think about to share the good news, first.
The one you remember to turn to, when hurt.
The one who can make you laugh, when angry.
The one you will allow to wipe your tears, when sad.
The one who knows your deepest secrets.
The one who has seen your worst scars.
The one who has seen you laugh until you cry.
The one who has seen you in your abysmal form.
The one you will prioritise over everything else.
The one you expect to find when you come home.
The one who's arms you yearn for.
The one you find solace in.
The one you will depend upon.
The one you will own for yourself.
The one you deem as your everything.
The one you can live with.
The one you can't live without.
The one you consider your world.
The one your whole gravity shifts upon.
The one you trust.
The one you hold hands with.
The one you hate.
The one you love.

Or maybe I should just rephrase.

Will I ever be that one person?