I don’t know who you are. I don’t know if I’ve met you yet, I don’t know your name or your story. All I know is that I think about you all the time. You calm my nerves when I’m afraid, you laugh with me when I’m happy, and every night, you hold me until I fall asleep. I hope you think about me, too.
I can’t wait until the day I find you, the day I know for a fact that you’re the one for me. I often try to imagine the way we will meet – it will be by chance, on a day that you and I least expect it.
I don’t know much about you, but there are a few things about which I am certain. You will be unique, with a job that you adore and maybe a dog. You’ll kill the spiders, kiss the bruises, forgive me when I yell. I don’t mind if we argue once in a while, but please don’t let it become the fighting or the betrayal that I’ve seen in the past. You’ll kiss me like you mean it (and love every second of it, just like I know I will), and you will never, ever let me win the ‘I love you more’ game.
You will love me. I will be your everything. You will be perfect for me, and I for you.
Waiting is hard, but for you, I will do anything. Someday I will find you. Someday I will know. Until then, I will wait.
Only for you.