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A little something I wrote from my secret-not-so-secret blog :)

To the guy that I haven’t met yet.

I’m writing this to the guy that I have yet to meet because I have not yet met you but I sure want to. I know for a fact this is stupid but I’m doing it anyway.

Dear you,

This may sound crazy but I just wanted to ask why the fuck are you taking so damn long? It’s really impolite to keep people waiting, y’know. Especially if the girl you’re making wait is the most impatient girl you’ll ever meet. You’ll know when you get here though and sooner or later you’re going to get used to it. Just like how you’re going to get used to all my little quirks. See, I have a lot of those.
I’m pretty sure that on most days you won’t like me very much. Specially when I’m about to get my period. Goodness, you better find a really good place to hide your balls cause I just might cut them off if I get too emotional. I’m not very good at expressing the way I feel, so I let it out through a form of anger. I wasn’t always such an angry person but don’t get me wrong, I’m not always angry either. I just have a lot of things to hide. The reason why I can’t wait for you to get here is cause I’m having trouble with all this bagage. They’re a tad bit too heavy for me and I was hoping to unpack but I’m afraid to lay it out in front of just anyone.

The thing is, I know you’re going to be different. You may not be what I’ve always wanted but I’m pretty damn sure you’re going to be all that I need. I’ve gone through guy after guy after guy but none of them fit right. And, it’s kinda weird that I know that you will.

Okay fine, really weird.

I know for a fact that once you get here, you’re going to question all that I believe in, maybe even counter them with all the arguments you can think of to prove me wrong. I know that you’re going to fight with me when you think what I’m doing is inappropriate or annoying or immature. I know you’re going to scream and yell and push until you make me understand. It may take a while but you’re not going to give up.

I know you’re going to annoy the hell out of me with your little antics and quirks and whatnot. I know you’re going to be a boy and you’re gonna want to do boy things, sometimes you’d make me do things I don’t want to do. Like play video games or talk about cars or spend hours deciding and asking me which pair of shoes to get when they both look like exact replicas. You’re going to annoy the living shit out of me but I’d put up with it.
I know we’re going to disagree on a lot of things. From the smallest issues, like which movie to watch or what restaurant to eat in or which team’s going to win the NBA, to the most major ones, what is or isn’t considered as flirting or whether moving in together is the right choice or how the hell we’re going to make it through with money problems. It’s not going to be as easy as we thought it would be.
I know that at one point or another we’d both be too tired to fight and think of letting go because it’s for the best.

But, I do know for a fact that you’re not going to walk out and leave on me.

I know that you’re going to question and push and fight to make me understand that I’m not always right and at the same time you’re going to teach me to be a better person– without actually knowing you’re doing so. I know you’re going to annoy me with all your stupid boy needs, make me look at car parts I know nothing about, play a video game that doesn’t make any sense, list pro’s and con’s on which pair has the most flair even if it looks like one and the other, but I do it anyway cause you’d do the same for me. You’d watch a sappy chick flick with me and hold me when I cry when the couple die in their sleep; you’d follow me around when I go shopping for the perfect outfit and hold my bag when I fit; you’d go with me to the nail salon before a big dinner with my annoying friends and sit through our meaningless babble because what makes me happy, makes you happy. I guess that’s how it will be with me, too.

I know that each day would be an adventure with you: whether we hit the road and go where ever it takes us or we stay at home bundled up in bed the whole day. It wouldn’t matter what we’d do cause everything would feel just as everything else feels: Like home.

I know that my parents would love you. Especially my dad. He’d have found the one guy that would love me just as much as he does. He would live on knowing that his daughter found the guy that would give her what he never could: A family of her own and a love greater than his.

I know that when the time comes, my parents will let me go.
I know that you’re going to get down on that mother-fucking knee and ask me to marry you. And, your proposal will be far greater than I’ve ever imagined it to be.

I know you’d have saved up enough to give me my dream wedding because you’ll remember that I said it’s what I’ve always wanted. I know you’re not going to help with the planning but you’ll stand by me when I breakdown from all the stress. I know you’ll get me through all the preparations just like you’ll get me through the rest of my life.

I know that when I walk down the asile with my Daddy, I’ll see you standing there at the altar with the biggest smile I’ve ever seen you wear. Maybe it might even be the first time that you’ll cry in public.

I know you’ll feel like the luckiest man alive because I will be the luckiest woman there can be.
I know that my ‘I do.’ would be followed by yours and then we’d seal that promise with a kiss. I know that it’d be the best kiss we’d ever share.

I know that everyday when I open my eyes you’ll be the first person I see and I know that with you I’d be safe.

I know that you’ll make the best dad for my kids and the best guy there is for me.

And lastly, I know that I will love you more than I have ever loved anyone before. Trust me.

So hurry up and get here.


With love
Forever impatient,
Me.

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