To my future lover

I don't think I've met you yet.

Not that I believe in love at first sight.
(I'm sure it does happen but it's rare)
I reckon we''ll be friends first,
Comfortable in each other's company,
Happy to talk for hours about nothing in particular.
Rambling, reminiscing, debating,
Sharing.
Then one day we'll look at one another slightly differently
And realise that
The line between best friends and lovers is easily blurred.

You could be anyone.
A new student, work colleague,
Someone who takes up rowing just for the hell of it,
Someone I meet at a convention,
Someone I happen to sit next to in a cafe.

I don't know who you will be,
When we will meet
Or what will happen.

Maybe we will realise the moment we meet,
Not love at first sight,
But something more than "just friends".
We'll get to know each other
Over dinner, on the way to the movies,
Coffee dates and lunch breaks.

Or maybe it will be something different,
Something new and uniquely ours.
Whatever.

I look foward to meeting you.