Dear future hubby,
You’re my liquid encouragement and I’m your crystal meth.
We find comfort in our addictions.
Trying to get my fix,
I need you.
Never wanting to let go,
so take my hand and guide me down the path that we are meant to take together,
and promise to never let go.
Loving you encompasses my heart,
praying that this isn’t simply too good to be true.
And even if you are not for me,
I pray that you find peace.
One day I pray to place my hand over your beating heart,
feeling the source of my connection.
Dreaming of the day that I am blessed to call you mine.
The suspense is draining…
Will you be mine?
- or Maybe.