A letter to my future husband

In honor of writing things into existence: Dear future husband… You’re late!

To be honest, I thought you’d be here by now. I thought we would be living in a really nice house with big windows. Because I like light and airy spaces, and you know that. And even though you mess up the floor every time you walk in with our cute dogs, we still have white floors. Thank god you know how to use a mop, I think… Because I haven’t met you yet. I imagine you’re out there working really hard on your dreams, because that’s the kind of person you are.

You’re a professional never give-upper and that’s just one of your great characteristics. The downside is you’re probably too busy to even notice me or know that I’m around. Perhaps you currently live on the other side of the world. Maybe you’re that guy I’ve passed a million times while I was bobbing my head to the music in my ears. Staring at the ground, because I tend to feel shy or closed off when I walk down the street. Although I’ve always thought I would recognize you the moment I see you. When you know you know, right!?

But since you’re late to the party and let me tell you: I know how to get down. I still don’t know who you are, but I know you’re out there. I think you look good in a suit, you do something with numbers or maybe you manage a business. Perhaps you’re super creative or very musical. Lord knows I would not say no to dating a rock and roll star. Whatever you do, I’m sure you do it well. And I will love how you are slightly better at certain things than I am. Because I would love some assistance once in a while, even though I would be able to figure things out on my own eventually.

To me there’s nothing more attractive than a man with skill, ambition and a lot of patience. Because you’d need a lot of that with me. I’m so used to being single now, it’s going to be really hard for me to date you. To share my space, thoughts, ideas and life with you. I will probably friendzone you like you wouldn’t believe a thousand times. Not even intentionally, it’s just a really bad habit. So yeah, you’re going to need all of that patience and some fuego.

I know your more than capable to confront me when you need to. To grind my gears and tell me what’s up. I need that, because I get stuck in my head sometimes. Unfortunately not many people take the time to help me get out of there. But you will, because you are awesome and that’s why you’re my future husband. And no, we don’t have to get married at all. I don’t need a piece of paper to show you how much I will love you.

Although I’ve been working out like crazy and I would look absolutely amazing in a wedding dress. Just so you know, I like a radiant and emerald cut. But let’s talk about a very important subject: Kids. I don’t want kids and you don’t want them either. I know we are going to travel and concur the world together, because we are too driven to sit down. Be humble. Just kidding, you know I like listening to Kendrick Lamar too. Our house will be filled with music every day. From blouse, soul, hip hop and rock and roll. We will enjoy it all!

To conclude my complaint about you, I think you’re going to be great. Even though you’re late. You’re going to be that man I can be proud of, and happy to introduce to my friends and family. The man that takes me out and truly enjoys looking at me, which brings out the woman in me. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you know and feel how handsome I think you look. I’ll love your blond hair and blue or green eyes. Just keep that six pack intact, yah feel me?

Make sure you get to me before my tits hit the floor. I already have some grey hairs popping up, so you know you’ve got to get it like… right now! Just kidding, I look amazing even if I say so myself. And we will look great together. The most important thing is that we will be drawn together like magnets. Push and pull, because I know we will probably go head to head sometimes. We are both strong people, but I think you and I can handle it.

So let’s just go for it! I’m sorry, I don’t mean to push you. I’ve just been waiting for a really long time. And yes, I’ve got stuff to do and places to go. I’m not bored, but… I’d rather do it all with you. Dear future husband, you are more than welcome to fall asleep with me every night. So I can make you breakfast in the morning while you walk our dogs. After which you get annoyed with me, because I keep singing in front the mirror while I get dressed. And you don’t want to be late, but then you see me shake my ass and all is forgiven.

Sounds good right? I know, just get over here…

Kaya-Quintana

P.S. What would you write to your future love?