When you know

When do you know that you've fallen in love with someone? What does it mean?

If you're reading this, I'd like to know your answer.

I knew that I fell in love with that person when I could visualize walking to the ends of earth and back with him. When I knew that I would like to take care of this person- in sickness and in health. When I realized that it does not matter whether his hair grays or his back slouches due to old age, I would still look forward to eating dinners with him and talking with him about the countless things that we talk about- from literature to mathematics to spirituality to music. When I felt that his breath is music to my ears. When my mornings became empty without his fingers wrapped around mine.

To me, his happiness is of utmost importance- that is what it means to love. It does not matter whether he feels love for me with the same intensity- we all love differently. But this is how I love.