I married while young and stupid. It ended after only a couple of years. I’m begging you not to hold that against me. I’ve learned a lot and plan to use that knowledge to make you the happiest woman this crazy old world has ever seen.
I’m scared to get married. I have seen too many people make a mistake and settle for someone who they weren’t suppose to be with. I plan on waiting until I know for sure you are the one. I believe we’ll be perfect for each other.
I can imagine us getting swept up in each other, losing track of space and time. Not knowing what tomorrow holds but knowing it’ll be fine because we have each other and not even God or country could rip us apart.
I went to a wedding the other night and it was beautiful. I hope our wedding’s like that. But instead of looking at the bride when she walked down the aisle, I looked at the groom and watched his eyes light up as he stared at his soon to be wife. Let’s just say I hope you look at me in the same way, every day for the rest of our lives together.
My whole life I’ve worried about pleasing everybody else. I’ve done what made others happy and disregarded how I felt. For once, I’m finally going to start living for myself. Hopefully, this will let me find the true you.
You’re out there somewhere; living, dreaming, hoping, longing for me as I long for you. Don’t give up. I’ll find you as soon as I can and when I do, nothing we’ve ever experienced will compare. Chin up, kiddo.