I know that one day, I will meet someone, without the need for words, we will naturally walk together. Whether it’s in the crowded city or facing the sea with spring blossoms, we meet like old friends who have not seen each other for a long time, sharing a warm smile.
One day, eventually, I know there will be someone who understands me without me saying a word.
I know that one day, there will be someone whose hand I can hold, and I won’t be afraid of getting lost even with my eyes closed.
I know that one day, there will be someone who will stand by my side even if the whole world doesn’t believe in me.
I know that one day, there will be someone who will feel my sorrows, share my joys, and be happy for my happiness.
I know that one day, there will be someone whose love may not be passionate, but will endure the trivialities of time.
I know that one day, there will be someone for whom I may not be his first love or his greatest love, but I will be his last.
I know that one day, there will be someone who doesn’t require me to love him so humbly that I have to give up my self-respect.
I know that one day, there will be someone who will read my words carefully, understanding all the times he was late to my life.
I know that one day, there will be someone who doesn’t need me to be strong, just needs me to always be his little woman.
Meeting him may not be in the best of my youth, but it will be in the years when we both know how to cherish each other.
One day, eventually, I will meet someone who may not be handsome, may not be highly educated, may not be wealthy, but he can make me feel secure. He may not be romantic under the moonlight, but he will be very attentive in caring for our home.
One day, eventually, there will be someone I will like for a very long time, so long that I can’t remember how I fell for him, so long that I forget to reminisce.
I know that one day, there will be someone whose smile is the most beautiful in the world, unrelated to any conditions that have to do with love, that smile deeply moves my heart.
One day, eventually, there will be such a person in my life who loves me as himself.
And that day eventually comes too late, so late that I turn and leave, so late that I no longer look forward to its arrival.