A letter to my future man
Right now is past half of eleven in the evening. A lonely, distressed hour as I read the pages of an old yet good book of Rowling. As I was immensed in reading the novel, I was suddenly interrupted by a ludicrous thought of the man whom I will spend the rest of my life with. Hundreds of questions spring into my mind and different thoughts came as I was thinking of ‘you’.
Who are you? Are you my friend whom I cherish for the past years of my life? Are you a stranger I walked pass by, or sat beside the public vehicles I always took? Are you a person from my school who saw me inspite of my invisibility? Are you a man wiser than I am to think of the future? Or younger and is still enjoying the gay, youthful years of life?
At this hour, are you still awake? Are you exploring vast connection and networks of internet, choosing not to sleep just to enjoy the social community you are a part of? Or still awake reading thick books of literature and academe, preparing yourself for something huge? Or still awake talking to the girl you thought to be the someone you will marry but is not? Are you asleep? Are you laying down peacefully in the bed as the time slips away? Or staring once again in the ceiling, thinking of the troubles you had today, problems obstacles to tackle the next day?
Where are you now? Are you here near my location? Are you in the other parts of this tropical country cultivating and living the culture the place treasures? Or are you overseas where time differences occur, working under the lively shine of the sun?
Are you also thinking of the future we will soon share? Or does not even care for it anymore? Are you an old love whom I am willing to wait years to return in his fatherland? Or a new man willing to pursue me despite the fact of my pickiness?
I hope you are a man of wisdom and discernment. A loquacious man willing to tell me the adventures you’ve been through prior our crossed paths. Please do not feed me with verbose words of false hopes, be a man of your word. I never need a man of toned muscles and athletic physique, I need a man tough enough to handle my stubbornness. Please make me cry of felicity not infidelity. Please love me unconditionally because the heart of mine is willing to love you like that. I will surely be someone who will be at your side through thick and thin. We will together fight battles and wars, and no matter what our love will never be broken.
I will wait for you. I am aware that forever does not exist but I know our lifetime would be worth the wait.
Written way back (past two weeks I think). No chance to edit this. I do hope to remember this before my wedding (if I will be married, HAHAHA)