A Love Letter To The Man Who Is Yet To Come To My Life

A Love Letter To The Man Who Is Yet To Come To My Life

I wrote this for the first time in 2017. The timing seems right for me to add this again as a reminder to myself and people like me to embrace who we are boldly.

My love, 

I don't know who you are, not yet. But I know you exist; you might be the one I saw last week or the one I know this week. Or you might be someone from my past. Or you might be someone I have never yet met. It matters none to me that I do not know who you are, as I am not waiting for you to start living. I am waiting for you to join my journey and share the joy and sorrow of this life.

My love,

I am not a woman who is easy to love. I am passionate and intense, wild at heart, and free in spirit. I have darkness that is so dense that you will feel fear, but I also have a light that will glow your soul from within. I refused to be tamed and bound, as I refused to tame and bind you.

My love,

I hope you love storms as I am one... I have winds of high speed and rains of strength. I want you to be strong enough, honest, and authentic. I want you to be a kind human who would fight for me and not let me down. As you see, I have not known a man like that yet. 

Yes, My Love,

I am a woman who is asking for what she wants, unapologetically, for sure. 

My love,

You see...

I have seen plenty of life; I have loved and lost. 

For a long few years, I thought that giving what I would like to receive was what I needed to do to love and be loved. But I am no longer sure. 

I have been hoping to meet a man who will see me for who I am and love me for it. I have been looking for a man to tell me that I am beautiful, inside and outside.

No, I am not talking about the skin-deep beauty. I am talking about seeing and loving the darkness and light inside another human being and finding beauty. 

I am talking about seeing myself as a whole, as the flawed, broken, and yet real human being as I am and seeing beauty in it. 

My love,

It would be best if you did not hold my hand; I want you to have my hand. I do not need your shoulder; I want your shoulder next to mine. 

I am a woman who can stand alone, but I would like you to stand on the same floor. It would help if you did not rescue me or me to rescue you; I want us to walk the path to the sunset together. 

My love,

I am dreamy-eyed, hard-headed, and stubborn. I am sensual, loving, and charismatic. My intensity will burn you, my passion will make you insane, and there will be days when you will long for me to love you less. I want you to be grounded through the storms I will unleash.

You will see that I own the joy of giving love—providing value, desire, respect, love, and beauty. I want you to be strong at heart and give me what I am worthy of. I am a woman who knows what she wants and lived through enough to know her worth.

My love,

We see what we want to see in others. I want you to see me as I stand in front of you and fall in love with me for my quirks and wits. I want you to be vulnerable and scared and understand that it's the only way to love anyone truly. I am a woman who will never ask, as I hold too much pride inside my heart. I want you to see my wounded pride and tell me you are here for all of me. 

My love,

I am a woman who sees too much, feels too much, says too much, and loves too much. I want you not to be afraid to be who you are around me. I want you to see my heart and its scars and show me the ones you have collected. I want you to look me in the eye and offer me what I deserve; love, respect, desire, and passion, poured straight out of your heart. 

My love,

I offer you a love unlike you have ever seen, a life where you will be seen and heard as you are. I will give you my soul and heart and promise to cherish you forever. In return, I want you to see me for who I am and offer me honesty and loyalty. 

My Love

I know our paths will cross when the time is right. 

When the day comes, I hope you wear your dancing shoes as we will be dancing all night long!

-Yours