I feel it deep within my bones. I’ve been through my share of relationships, ups and downs, heartache and uncertainty.
I’m going to marry you one day.
I want to say it to you, at times. I have this dream about our upcoming trip to Morocco, and just watching the sunset on the rooftop of hotel and saying it. “I’m going to marry you one day.”
It doesn’t mean today, tomorrow, in a year even. I just know, one day, it’s going to happen. And I want to share that knowledge, that certainty, that joy, but I also know you’re a man. A man who works in his own ways, who shows he loves me and how serious he is about me more than he says it (which i LOVE about you), and who might fear a word like “marry” and take it the wrong way, like it has to be something immediate.
But. I just wish I could tell you that I KNOW this to be true.
Maybe the day it happens I’ll look back and say, I knew since then. I knew since now.
I’m going to marry you one day. There’s no one else for me. I am content in that.