Dear Future Husband,

When I think about the future

I often think of you

What you look like, what you sound like

And, all the things we’ll do

I know I’ve never met you

But I see you in the distance

You’re not far, just lost

And in the instance,

The moment

When I spot your face

I’ll know it’s really you

For the one actually exists

And that I know to be true

My mother often told me

“Every pot has a lid”

On days when I was lonely

And, genuinely thought you hid.

Friends were cruel and harmful.

Where were you then?

I needed you, but you weren’t there

I prayed with strong “amen”

But today is different.

In my eighteen year glow

I wear a smile on my face

Because soon to college I’ll go

And during that chapter

I’ll find what I’ve been searching for

You’ll be sitting beneath a tree

at my favorite spot on campus

Sipping a cup of British black tea

And, I’ll know.

I’ll know that it’s you waiting

Pen and paper in your hands

Maybe you’re writing about me

To discern who I really am.

And, I’ll know.

When you look up with a glance

See me standing over

Looking dazed, looking to you

Like we were meant for one another

So today sitting in study

Where I’m all alone again

I just remember, my love

That that is where you’ve been

Waiting for me steadfast and true

And, I’ll know that forever

Is so much more than the time that flew

While I waited and waited, just like you.

As soon as I see you, gazing at me

The future is no longer a yearning thought

The future is here, it’s what I can see.

And, I don’t need to dream.

I just know.

Love,