Dear Future Wife:
I cannot wait to lay my eyes on you.
I may have already met you, but just do not know it yet.
Nevertheless, I cannot wait to marry you.
I cannot wait to stay up with you, talking endlessly into the night.
I cannot wait to fall asleep every night, knowing the morning will greet me to you—competing with the radiance of the rising sun.
I cannot wait to help you pick out clothes to wear in the morning, knowing you will look lovely in anything.
I cannot wait to gaze upon you—and see the future.
I need to do some growing, however, before we do meet.
I want to feel comfortable enough in myself, so I can give all of me to you.
I never want to make you question yourself, because you are the embodiment of God’s perfect will for my life.
I want you to always love God more than you love me.
I want you to always be my best friend, my dawg—my rib.
I hope you know: You and I are going to take over the world together.
I hope you are ready.
I want you to know, my embrace will always feel like home.
I want you to know, when the world is dark, I will serve as your light.
I cannot promise you a perfect life.
I can promise you I will always fight for you—for us.
I am a flawed man.
I want to be better for you.
That is why I will work on myself, until I meet you at the altar.
That is why I will work towards you, because I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with you.