I do not know who you are, or where or when we will meet, but I do hope it is soon. I pray that when we meet and fall in love, you will love me for me, and not hope for someone who is thinner or prettier. I hope you won’t compare me to girls who may have brighter smiles. I hope that you will make me laugh, take care of me if I get sick, and be trustworthy. I hope you will remember that I prefer daisies to roses, and that my favorite colour is red.
Please know that my eyes are brown, but changes with my mood. Please know that I might be too shy to kiss you first, but please don’t be afraid to kiss me. I won’t slap you or push you away. I’m sure your kisses will be perfect. When we go on a date, please don’t stress about where to take me; what’s important is that I’ll be with you. If I cry, please know it isn’t because of you, just hold me close and I’ll heal quickly. And, if it is because of you, I’ll heal just the same.
And if we decide to break up, please understand that I may be bitter, but I’d like to be your friend if you’ll let me. I promise to remember that you have feelings too, even though you’ll never admit it, and when you are ready we’ll have a friendship. Please tell me if anything I do bothers you, or if something just doesn’t sit right. I would like you to always be honest with me.
If I have a bad day, I hope you will shower me with confidence and smiles. I hope you don’t think that I’m asking too much of you. I hope you understand that I’m a little bit nervous and very scared. I wish I could tell you how or when we will meet, and if we will be in love forever.
Every relationship is a new game of cards, and …I’ve never been good at cards. But I will try my best to be kind and love you dearly for all that you are, without expecting too much from you. Thank you for listening; this is all that I ask.
Got this off TUMBLR. Reblogged from a trainwreckofemotions. It is everything that I feel.
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