I don’t need a boy who doesn’t know quite yet what he wants or where he wants to go in his life. Let alone where he’s going to take me. I don’t need him to tell me that he loves me ten-million times a-day. Asking for video chats and “pics” all day long.
A man who is sure of himself and his abilities, his faith, where he’s going and what he’s doing in his life, that’s the man I want. I want him to come into my family, as I into his. To see each other as our people, our inner sanctum sees us. I want them to tell me, “You made the right choice with this one.” I want my family to recognize that there could be no other person for me besides him. Like how Lizzy’s father acknowledged that Darcy was the perfect partner for his little Lizzy. “Papa, I do love him.” And he, with tears in his eyes would say, “Yes, I know you do.”
I need him to reassure me that with him, it may not be easy, but it will definitely be worth our time spent together. Stability, loyalty and honesty are what he wears clearly on his sleeves. Nothing less. But his love for God is the ULTIMATE. Because if we love God ,who loved us first, wouldn’t we be able to love another easily?
He will be my head and I, his body.
Material things, money, postition, a car, a house, a high position are good and important to have, but they are not what his life is about. They help him lead a comfortable life, but they do not define him.
He is not afraid to express his deepest thoughts to the woman he loves and cares for and can express his thoughts and desires in a way that can help his partner understand him. The way he ticks, the way he scrunches his nose and brow when he’s thinking hard on something. But most importantly, he does not bear his woman down with meaningless words and careless “I love you’s”. When he says something, he means it ,and we know he means it.
His ability to bring out the best and worst in me is what I will love most about him. Because I know, no matter how terrible I get when that specific time of the month comes, no matter how many times I say “Why do you even like me? I don’t like me” he will tell me, “I didn’t fall in love with your shape, I fell in love with you.” And I appreciate it the most when he tells me “I don’t care if people think you’re ugly, I think you’re beautiful and I love you, isn’t that what matters most?” I can be myself around him because I know, he would never judge me for my past. He’s been through some rough waters as well, and like two sailors floating across the sea, searching for land we could disembark on, we found each other, a paradise each could rely on, not expecting we would be who we are today. With them.
Wherever you are, no matter what you’re doing, I hope you are being the “you” God created you to be. I know that when the time is right, He, the Lord will make us happen.
For now, as you do you, I’ll do me.
