Dear Future Husband,
I'm a lot to handle. I'll tell you that right now. I get jealous when you look at other girls and I constantly need to know how you feel about me. The less often you say it, the less I feel it. That's just how I work. And I need you to be accepting of who I am. Realize that my feelings are hurt easily and remember to always use kind words. I'm a girl; if you call me fat, ugly, annoying, etc., I will remember it forever. Your words have the power to build me up or tear me down. It's your call.
However, I promise I will be loyal, loving, tender, and sweet. I will sacrifice myself just to make you happy. You will be my world and your wishes will come before mine. I will give you anything you want and I will do my best to be the most amazing wife in the world. I want you to shout our love from rooftops and be unable to control yourself around me. I don't care if you're shy, loud, or weird. I will love every part of you. I will love all your flaws and you will be the only man I see. All I ask is that you return the favor. I want to be the only girl you see and I want you to feel like the luckiest man alive. I want to be the most beautiful girl you've ever seen and I never want to question where your thoughts are. I want to feel secure with you, protected, and loved.
I want you to be my best friend. Through the good and the bad, I want to share my thoughts, feelings, and dreams with you. I want to fight like an old married couple, yet never doubt your love. I want to be silly with you, have serious conversations, and just lay in your arms and say nothing. I want all of it.
If that's too much, or if you find me demanding, then you aren't my future husband. If you aren't ready to give me the love and attention I need, then somebody else out there will. I'm not trying to be mean, but I don't want to get my heart broken. I don't have time to waste on the wrong person.
But if you are the right person. If you will do all those things with an open mind and a loving heart, then tell me. Actions speak loudly, yes, but not on their own. Without words backing them up, they will begin to seem empty; more of a routine than a gesture of love.
I'm not sure why I wrote this. I guess I had a bad night last night and I needed to get some things off my chest. Either way, I know who I want you to be. But I'm not sure if you want the same thing. I'm done being an emotional girl. I'm just gonna sit back, do what's best for my happiness, and live life to the fullest.
However, I promise I will be loyal, loving, tender, and sweet. I will sacrifice myself just to make you happy. You will be my world and your wishes will come before mine. I will give you anything you want and I will do my best to be the most amazing wife in the world. I want you to shout our love from rooftops and be unable to control yourself around me. I don't care if you're shy, loud, or weird. I will love every part of you. I will love all your flaws and you will be the only man I see. All I ask is that you return the favor. I want to be the only girl you see and I want you to feel like the luckiest man alive. I want to be the most beautiful girl you've ever seen and I never want to question where your thoughts are. I want to feel secure with you, protected, and loved.
I want you to be my best friend. Through the good and the bad, I want to share my thoughts, feelings, and dreams with you. I want to fight like an old married couple, yet never doubt your love. I want to be silly with you, have serious conversations, and just lay in your arms and say nothing. I want all of it.
If that's too much, or if you find me demanding, then you aren't my future husband. If you aren't ready to give me the love and attention I need, then somebody else out there will. I'm not trying to be mean, but I don't want to get my heart broken. I don't have time to waste on the wrong person.
But if you are the right person. If you will do all those things with an open mind and a loving heart, then tell me. Actions speak loudly, yes, but not on their own. Without words backing them up, they will begin to seem empty; more of a routine than a gesture of love.
I'm not sure why I wrote this. I guess I had a bad night last night and I needed to get some things off my chest. Either way, I know who I want you to be. But I'm not sure if you want the same thing. I'm done being an emotional girl. I'm just gonna sit back, do what's best for my happiness, and live life to the fullest.
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