“I love you, to infinity and beyond”
I will admit that sometimes I really do wonder if you exist.
There is a part of every little girl’s heart that envisions her prince charming. At age three, it is usually of a man who can save her from the wrath of an evil stepmother, wake her from eternal slumber or give her that true love’s kiss.
In elementary school, he becomes the boy with the least cooties, the one who’s willing to cross the playground to share his Oreos even if it makes him a target for the week of all the other boys.
Come high school, it’s that boy you stand with at prom, who your father stared down at the door, who provided you with an experience complete with photos you will cringe at a decade later, a corsage that yellows in the refrigerator, and a faded memory of a night that seemed almost too magical to be real.
Nineteen years into this life, however, and still unwilling to give my heart away,I am still that same little girl who hopes for her prince charming. And although I wonder why it has taken you this long to sweep me off my feet and whisk me off to your palace on horseback, I know that it is probably becausemeeting you will be better than any fairytale I could’ve read as a kid.
A couple of heartbreaks and a few years wiser though, I will admit that there are times when I question your existence. Because I have yet to meet the guy who makes me hear songs like “All My Life” or “A Whole New World” in my head when I see him does not mean I don’t hope that it’ll ever happen.
I may already know you or may still meet you someday - something I leave completely up to God because I’m pretty sure our story will be epic.
However, I can’t promise you that I’d make the world’s most perfect princess. In fact I’ll probably keep you on your toes and amuse you with my eccentricities - there are a lot of them. I’ll probably steal a bunch of your T-shirts and turn them into shirt dresses, or drive you slightly mad with my obsessive compulsivity and my need to fix your collar constantly.
I can promise to be your best friend however - that person you can rant to after a rough day, the hand you can hold when you get sad, or the person you can text when situations get awkward.
I’ll probably mess up your hair sometimes and hug you for too long, but that’ll only be because I absolutely adore you. I’ll bury my head in your shoulder during scary movies and make you feel like superman when you kill those flying cockroaches that really shouldn’t exist. I’ll cook your favorite food on your birthday and try my best to make friends with your mom.
I’ll respect your night-outs with the boys and make you seem like the perfect guy to my barkada. I’ll watch basketball or soccer games with you, and not complain when you cheer too loudly at the TV set.
I’ll know the difference between giving you space and being constantly there for you - even if it means sitting and playing video games with you or taking hot chocolate runs when it rains.
I’ll listen to you rmusic and we’ll go on epic adventures together - seeing the world, taking awesome pictures, eating awesome food, and never running out of things to tell each other along the way.
I won’t be waiting for you to sweep me off my feet and take me on a magic carpet ride, because I know I won’t need anything like that to fall for you - I will love you for you.
You will be that someone to make goofy faces with in pictures, to lace fingers with when I’m lonely, and to take long walks under the stars on the beach.
You’ll be the guy who takes me the way I am - and will laugh as I burst into Disney song or pick out pink wallpaper.
You’ll be that someone I envision a future with - us filling out visa forms as we travel the universe, picking out our first dog together and arguing about what to name it, or being snap-happy stage parents in our preschooler’s annual mini-plays. And I keep hoping that maybe someday when we find each other, you will become that someone whose smile I wake up to in the morning and the last one I speak to every night.
So to the man I know does exist, and who will help me maybe make sense of the world someday, this man I can’t wait to love. Please know that I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you. But for now, I wait. Fingers crossed and palms held together, I hope that you’re out there somewhere, waiting for me, too.
With the hope I will be yours for always,
To my future husband
I cannot live without atleast one dog, so yeah, you better like dogs!
To the one I want to have his arms around me,
Just the idea of you being with me while I am trying to catch my sleep at those times I worry too much is just so wonderful to dream about. What more when you’re actually here on my bed, by my side, your warm arms around my being, and your eyes glued on my face as if they’re telling me, “Please don’t worry that much babe. I’ll stay and be with you forever. I love you.” But I don’t mind if you won’t utter those words I want to hear as long as I feel your breath. It is the same as you giving me signs that you’re always be the one who won’t leave me when everyone else walk away. Me being with you is a perfect antidote to make me feel better. Please remember that.
From the woman who’s yearning for your warm love
To the one I want to have a crazy dance with,
I don’t care how silly we look like doing steps that no one’s gonna dare to perform in public. But baby, I will raise my hand up in the air if someone’s gonna ask who wants to do it up in the stage as long as I will do that with you. Us, together. I don’t give a damn with people around us who have chance to watch us. They can even video us and upload it on YouTube. I don’t care. Because being with you being crazy is something I want to brag to the whole world, even to the aliens in the universe if there’s any. Unfortunately, they can’t watch us. I don’t think they have signals there for us to be envied by the forever alone creatures there. I swear, they will definitely subscribe to the uploader’s channel if they watch us being silly, crazy dancing as if no one’s there around us. Acting totally stupid and daffy turns everything around to blur. Just being with you magically travels both of us to a place nothing ever matters, but just the two of us.
From the lady who will never get tired dancing as long as it’s you.
Marry your best friend. I do not say that lightly. Really, truly find the strongest, happiest friendship in the person you fall in love with. Someone who speaks highly of you. Someone you can laugh with. The kind of laughs that make your belly ache, and your nose snort. The embarrassing, earnest, healing kind of laughs. Wit is important. Life is too short not to love someone who lets you be a fool with them. Make sure they are somebody who lets you cry, too. Despair will come. Find someone that you want to be there with you through those times. Most importantly, marry the one that makes passion, love, and madness combine and course through you. A love that will never dilute - even when the waters get deep, and dark.”
— N’tima (via artistsuffer)