It’s possible you’ve heard this saying a few thousand times in your lifetime (possibly even with a “giiiiirlfriiieeennndd” on the end) and in some cases, it’s probably accurate. Someone breaks our heart by running around…
Knowing you, and knowing that I can’t be with you yet, is one of the hardest things to do. I won’t tell you how much I would move heaven and earth to be with you. Or how much I wish I were Superman so that I could spin around the earth in order to speed up time. I can’t do those things, so saying them would mean little. But, what I can do—what I will do—is wait. I will be here waiting for you, every minute of every day until the day we say “I do”. And I will love you every day doing it. You can count on it.
I’m yours, darling, and nothing will ever change that.
So talking to my boss today about marriage (such a weird talk), it gave me something to look forward to. I haven’t thought about it for a while, but after that unusual conversation, I am.
My boss got engaged after 3 dates, 3 FREAKING DATES (and he fell asleep during one). Now, I don’t know that will happen for me ,but to be that sure…gosh, I dont know. Just to be with a person who is one with you. A person who you can define all the rules of marriage today, you know like “test the car before you drive it kid” or “you can fall in love again” or my favorite “its always easier after the first divorce”…. yeah, no thanks. How about we get married and we live like we were suppose to?
Like we stay together till the end.
I cant wait to be able to share a life with someone, to be able to be alone but not at the same time, to make someone laugh to be able to come home and know that beautiful face is waiting for me (even when you got in a fight the night before). I want to get lost in your eyes, get lost in your hair…cause lets be real, my wife is going to have some crazy hair. I want to look at my ring and see that I physically can’t take it off because its been on so long and even if I could, I wouldn’t want to. Someone who would challenge me in my faith, my life, and as a man.
I can fix your car (cause fixing car is a blast anyway) and you can come bring me water and just keep my company. Come kiss me and I’ll “accidentally” smear car grease on your face. I want you to confide in me, you can read my letters to you, my journal. We can build each other up and you’ll tell me you’re proud of me when no one else is.
Wake up to the smell of coffee, and come downstairs to see you in my shirt that is way too big for you, and after you take a sip of the coffee, you hand it to me. I want you to get lost in my arms when you hug me. I want to be an individual, and you as well, but together, we are one.
I want to know that you are in this for the long run. I know there is going to be things that you do that piss me off more then I know; I know that we’ll fight, but it will be with you.
Then there will be the great days. Like the days that it rains, it storms and you ask me to stay home and I tell you I already took work off. We’ll watch tv all day, that is till you get bored and kiss me; then Ill just turn the music on and the tv off and dance with you just you and me. I’ll dance with you really just because I want to hold you close and you’re a great dancer. I’ll sing to you awfully, and you’ll sing to me and it’s be beautiful.We will both sit on our computers in the same room, then Ill message you and youll just look up at me with a big smile on your face.
To be honest, this letter is hard to write. I find myself conflicted because I once counted myself as a faithful member of your legions. But over my time, I’ve broken too many hearts, been too selfish, and caused too much damage. However,…
I’m not expecting you to be this perfect romantic psychologist like most girls seem to think their husbands will be. Let’s face it; men and women are different. You probably aren’t going to have any idea what to do when I’m crying. The apologies you give will probably be awkward, and you might not even know why you’re apologizing. But I understand that. I’ll know what you mean, even though you don’t know how to say it.
My dream is to be married on Feburary 29th. That means I have four years to find you and share this hair-brained scheme I have for the idea of love. I hope you don’t mind, or won’t, whenever you come about.
Relationships fail for many reasons. You’ve seen it happen a thousand times and I’ve seen the same. And while each relationship is composed of different parts and therefore is its own unique snowflake, it doesn’t change the fact that a lot of…
I never could have imagined that simply by loving you I could feel complete. You are my better half, the other part of me that helps me to strive to be the best I can be. It’s funny saying the word “soul mate” because that’s so cliche, but I know when I use it to describe you it’s no longer cheesy but perfect. You’re perfect. I know that’s an impossibility, but somehow you are perfect, just right for me.
You are mine and I am yours. Created to satisfy one another, to be the best partners in crime, an inseparable bunch.
You are the bone of my bone, the flesh of my flesh. And I thank God everyday for putting you in my life. Creating you to be the love of my life.
Thank you for dealing with my imperfections, my insecurities, and my pains. Because when I look at you I truly feel safe.
I long for the day for when I could truly call you mine. For the day when our dreams come true, together.
I promise to always be playful, always want to cuddle, & always tackle you back. I will always play video games with you & gloat when I win. I will always chase our (future) children around the house with you. I will never let the fun die.
Even if I dreamed of you a million times, I could never fathom the sweet taste of your lips or your overwhelmingly luscious aroma. Knowing that your out there and never even feeling the soft stroke of your hand against mine drives me wild. Closing my eyes at night and not waking up to you doesn’t ease the ache or stop the pain, it makes it all the more unbearable. All I ever do is think of you. But, even in my wildest imagination and in my deepest thoughts, I only see fragments of you. I wish, I pray so much to see the entire view, to see you from my own two eyes. I love you. I’ve loved you all my life. I wish so much to know your name; to say your name; to share your name. I’ll know you one day. I hope. I pray.
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Forgive me for the activities I’ve engaged it. I thank God for being so graceful and under all circumstances giving me the strength to remain a virgin. I find peace in that one day I will be walking down the lane in a white gown, God handing me over to you. I long for the day we become one and rejoice in finally having each other.
We’ll dance in the kitchen when we’re making dinner, spinning around and around until we’re disoriented and- oh, dear!- the bread’s burnt. We’ll embarrass our kids with our flirting. We’ll be honest with each other, always, and never go to bed angry. We’ll be one soul filling a house, rather than two shells living together. We’ll love each other, and others, as we are loved.
And we’ll do it all better at 65 than we ever did it at 30.
I long for the day when I can hold you in my arms, feel the warmth of your heart and call you mine. I long for the day when I can tell you everything, and for you to love me even when I am on my period. I long for the day when I discover that you are the only guy I need in my life and I am the only girl you need in yours and finally, I long for the day when you discover that I already love you.
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