I think the moment I knew I loved you was a moment in time so simple. A moment in time where you weren't putting anything on, you weren't pretending, the facade you put on during the day had diminished and your true self was shining through to me.
I think the moment I knew I loved you happened so fast I barely even knew it had happened.
I think the moment I knew was when we were driving along and a song you really liked came on and we stopped our conversation so you could turn up the volume on your broken radio as loud as we could bare it and you unapologetically sung your heart out, sang the words wrong and added your own flare. It was in that moment that I couldn't stop smiling and I couldn't believe the pure beauty of this moment. The beauty of how happy you were. For a handful of minutes everything was blissful, you had forgotten about your challenging day and were just simply letting go.
There are days I find myself thinking about that moment and my heart yearns to see it again, it aches for the joy that was thrust upon you, it aches for the laughter we shared. It was in that moment, that I had fell.
