I knew

We sit, curled up on the couch like always. After a petty argument of who gets to control the tv tonight, I feign disgust as she picks yet another RomCom that makes me feel like it steals hours of my life I can never get back.

Yet, here we sit, hand in hand with legs curled around one another.

"When did you know?" She asks me, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"What do you mean?" I chuckle back. Her hazel eyes are glued to the screen and she points. I look at the screen and it's one of those cliche moments in movies where the protagonist receives a huge love speech from their admirer.

"When did you know you loved me?" She refuses to make eye contact as I look back at her, her eyes glued to the screen in fear of what I'll say.

"From the moment I saw you. As you left a nibbled-on pencil in your hair heading into a job interview with enough paperwork and folders to make even me think you worked there as a CEO. As you unabashedly looked at me and asked me how you looked. That's when I knew I could never let you go." She looked down at our intertwined hands and smiled, giving me the honor of seeing her turn red. She said nothing else and rested her head on my shoulder as we continued to watch our favorite movie.