To My Future Lover: Thank You

At this very moment, I don’t know who you are. I don’t know who you could be. But I know you exist.

I feel it with every failed attempt at love. My string of unfortunate connections, dead-end relationships and struggles of the heart were just inching me closer to you. And you went through this, too, so that one day, one amazing day, the universe would bring us to each other.

So to my future lover, I want to say thank you. For what, you ask? Oh, where do I begin?

Thank you for grasping life and inhaling all of its experiences so that it could make you the man you are.

Thank you for always thinking ahead and focusing on the future, so that you could offer stability.

Thank you for not getting back with your ex-girlfriend, even though you thought about it.

Thank you for taking a risk by approaching me and not giving up even though my guard seemed too strong to crack.

Thank you for treating me like a woman with value and making me feel like I was one of a kind.

Thank you for making me laugh when I couldn’t even crack a smile.

Thank you for respecting that I need to be alone sometimes.

Thank you for holding me in my weakest moments, yet never underestimating my strong will.

Thank you for being patient when I let my stubbornness get the best of me.

Thank you for supporting my dreams and admiring my ambition.

Thank you for acknowledging that I can take care of myself, but refusing to let me do it all on my own.

Thank you for the kisses, the cheesy love notes and smiles.

Thank you for offering a warm embrace when you don’t know how to fix a problem.

Thank you for not judging me because I cry easily, drool while I sleep or constantly want to eat.

Thank you for respecting me as a person and as your equal, for looking at me and making me feel like I’m the only one you see and for making me feel like I wasn’t crazy to hold out all these years for a man like you.

My imperfect man that’s perfect only for me.

I thank you for simply loving me.

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