Last night, through tears and tantrums, he said those words to me. The words that every girl wishes to hear at least once in her lifetime, and from someone they care about, too.
"You're the one."
I didn't reply. Not because I was crying, or because I don't feel the same. Not even because I was absorbing the anormity of the words he had just said to me. But because I was suddenly hit with this overwhelming force of emotion because I knew there and then that he's the one, too.