A letter to my future husband: by Angela Thomas Dear Sir, I don't know you yet. It is too early to say who you are. Maybe you're a friend I've had all along, or someone that I just met. Does it really matter? Either way, if you are reading this, you must be someone very special to me and I'm sure that every word applies to you. Thank you for always loving me, and allowing me to feel completely at home when I am around you. You ask me questions and care about what I'm doing because you want to know me. I'm sorry if sometimes I'm scared and I run away, great love scares me. I want you to know that no matter what, I will always have this love for you. Thank for the times we spent all night talking, and the times we didn't. Thank you for making me feel special. The little things you do mean so much more to me than any monetary or grand gesture could. You are an amazing person, not only for the things you do, but the things you don't do. You've never hit me or put me down because harsh words like that would break your heart, and mine. Thank you for never being ashamed of me. I know I'm not perfect and sometimes, that is blatently obvious, but you always treated me like an equal and that means so much to me. I also want you to know that I love everything about you. I love your little quirks that sometimes I bitch about. I love doing things for you. When we are together, it feels like time stops and I forget exactly how to breathe. I love your body. Every little nook and crannie was made especially for me. When we touch, a switch is flipped on and electric flows between us. You keep me going and you pick me up when I feel like I can't go anymore. I know we are both going to change into different people as we grow but I cannot wait to be old on a park bench somewhere with you, and only you. Thank you for everything you've done, and thank you for the things that are yet to come. I understand that life isn't always perfect, but as long as I can remember what we have, and how amazing you are, and how much love one human being has, I think that we can make it through whatever God sees fit to put us through. With my everything, Angel 04/02/2005 Posted on 04/02/2005 Copyright © 2024 Angela Thomas Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)