To my future man,
It was never easy to bear with the thought of growing old alone. All by myself with no one to sing me a song every time the TV or radio is not on, with no one to cook me a dinner after when the day is long, with no one to comfort me or make me laugh when I can stand the pain no more. I can never bear the thought of wondering what could have happened, what my life could be if I chose to love and be loved. If I chose not to be affected by the fear of heartaches that comes with loving someone. I can never bear with the regrets that come next to living alone. So I choose to love and be loved. There may also be possible regrets of loving and being loved, but I have someone to lighten me up during those cold lonely moments. Choosing love is also choosing to wait, and I intend to do so until Mr. Right knocks on my heart.
And then you will come, with a joyful heart and a charming smile. All of that waiting will be worth it. You will make me feel like a little girl who has just learned how to ride a bicycle, like a teenager in the corridor who can’t help smiling because her crush passed by and waved at her, like a “binibini” giggling in the inside because he sang a song to her. All that in one, because that’s just what you do, that’s just your effect to me.
You will make me believe that the world we live in is still a paradise. A paradise with our fairytale; I’m your muse and you are my man. We will enjoy long walks and endless talks. You will never get tired of stealing glances and kisses. We will never get tired of leaving each other quotes of how much we love one another, writing those in post-it notes and sticking it to anywhere or anything the other can see. We will never get tired of listening to songs and singing those together. Together , we will go to a bookstore, each picking a book, reading it and sharing the story to the other. We will watch movies together and you will make fun of me for crying but you will also console me at the same time. I will always encourage you to cook and we will eat a lot, get fat [maybe] but jog, exercise and play ball games together. Lastly, we will never stop sharing to the world how God loves us for leading us to each other’s lives and for blessing us with each other’s love.
I may still be alone now, but I will wait. I will never stop waiting for I will believe in us. Everything happens at the right time, in the right place, with the right people. We just have to hold on to our sword of patience and shield of faith. In God’s time, I will become yours and you will become mine.
Your future muse