Your eyes might have reminded him of constellations his father told him about when he was a kid but one day, someone will see the galaxies in them.

He might have loved hearing you say he’s your home but one day, someone will feel at home only in your arms, the way you never could in your own skin.

Your voice might have reminded him of the way raindrops fall on the window pane, comforting him, but one day, someone will think of your voice as the only sound that matters, the one he wants to wake up to, go to sleep to, and everything in between.

He might have played with your hair while you read but one day, someone will weave flowers into them.

Your touch might have reminded him of the warmth of his mother he still talks about everyday but one day, someone will make you feel like every touch of yours is electricity, making him feel so much emotion; the way you are thunder in his storms sometimes, the way it still shocks him other times to be lucky enough to have you, and the way you make him feel alive most times.

He might have supported you in your passion, be it in dancing, singing or writing, but one day, someone will make you feel like a masterpiece instead; you will be a dance item, a song, a poem to him.

Your laugh might have reminded him of the beauty in life, that there’s not only darkness but one day, someone will miss your laughter in between the seconds of his day, and will do anything to make sure you never lose it.

He might have adored the scent of your favourite perfume but one day, someone will adore everything about you; every flaw, every strength, every curve, every nook and cranny, every good hair day, every bad hair day, every smile, every tear, everything.

Your heartbeat might have reminded him of how it feels like to fall in love but one day, someone will make you feel that your heartbeat and his are in sync, like it’s meant to be.