You
You are the missing piece to this beautiful form of art we call life.
I know my father created you just for me.
To blend together in harmony to follow His path while enjoying
all the wonders on the earth he gave as a gift for us to have.
Sometimes I imagine the matrimony and what it'll be like to be intertwined with you forever.
Waking up to your handsome face and spending our lives together.
Even having children because the pain is so scary to me.
But bringing a new life to you because you gave new life to me
would be the ultimate expression of my love for you.
I don't know what you look like, but that's fine.
It doesn't matter cause God knows my type..and I'm sure you'll be fine.
You'll repair me and I'll repair you and we can start anew.
Intelligence and ambition will probably be your traits.
Similar to mine and we'll have deep discussions while we wine and dine..
You'll understand me cause no one on this earth ever haws before,
and just the thought of it makes my heart soar.
I don't know when or where I'll meet you,
maybe throughout my schooling maybe way after.
I just can't wait to bring you joy and laughter.
I'll be your everything and you can be mine too
we can watch the sunset until it changes hues and stars appear and
if we're ever apart I'll see them and instantly think of you.
I know I'm not ready for you yet. I've got a lot of fixing to do.
You're not ready for me either, probably out there doing you too.
One of these days though, just one we'll meet and it'll align.
Not without struggle though, but we'll make it through just fine.
I'm so excited to meet you and for you to be mine.
It'll all happen in due time.
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