I hope you don’t snore. Or if you do, that you wait until I fall asleep before you do. Every night for the rest of our lives. Thanks!
I’ve been trying to work on an application to help with graduate school, and I’ve been lacking inspiration to say the least. There hasn’t been anyone that really knows what to say in order to push me in the right direction. I have to learn how to do that for myself, I know. But damn, some moments I just wish you were here to give me the words of encouragement I need to keep me on track.
Why am I surrounded by so much inadequacy?
I’m trying to maintain my focus on graduate school, so I spent the past couple of hours working on my applications. It’s a lot of hurdles to jump through but I’m definitely ready. One day I’ll explain all about how my passion for education came to be. I’ll need your support, in this and in all things.
On that note, I am interested to learn how your circumstances have shaped you. Your family, culture, relationships, hardships, privileges, tragedies, and triumphs — how all of these things have contributed to the man you grew to be.
What are you passionate about? I know that will be one of the things that will draw me to you. Life is too short to be lackluster. I hope you will inspire me on the days I am dragging my feet.
Current circumstances are clouding my ability to write to you objectively. I have been disappointed so often lately that the voice of doubt is gaining decibels faster than I can quiet.
And even in the midst of this cacophony, I am hopeful. I’m certain that with you…I’ll just know.
I should rethink all of the experiences that I retrospectively label as missteps. Each moment is a lesson — a path carefully paved to lead me to you.
The fact that we have not yet found each other tells me it is because we aren’t ready. There are still more experiences to be had, more wisdom to be gained so that we can be prepared to face eternity alongside each other.
Truthfully, I am afraid. I’m scared of how these lessons will affect me. I can sense my own detachment. Apathy. Distance. My heart feels guarded. I know I’ve said this before, but you wouldn’t be you if you couldn’t get through it. It just seems that at present, I can’t think of anyone who would be willing to.
So I was struck by a thought today. It has been such a long time since I felt so strongly for someone that it scared me. Overwhelmed me. Surprised me. You wouldn’t be you if you couldn’t make me feel that way. But I guess I should just think about this moment so that I can compare it to when you happen.
I wonder if I’ll know what you’ll mean to me right away. Or if it’ll take me some time to realize it. Sorry if I take longer than you hoped. But at least that’s how you’ll know I’ll be sure. About you. About us. I like to be certain. And I like to think carefully.
I hope you’ll complement me in all the ways I need growth. And I hope I do the same for you.
I am trying to remind myself that I will meet you when the time is right, and I have to get over the fact that the time is not now. I am impatient. You will learn this. Hopefully, you’ll have enough patience for the both of us. So much so that I can’t help but absorb some of it for myself.
I am interested to learn the ways in which you will change me.
Last Saturday night, I was sitting at my dining table with a book and giant mug (I love giant mugs) full of hot apple cider. I couldn’t help but imagine you sitting across from me with a book of your own. We would sit in the most comfortable silence, just reading away on a Saturday night. Thinking that made me happy.
De Anna sent me a text last night that I then told her she’d have to tell you to incorporate in your vows. They are the following:
"I know somewhere deep deep down in the abyss of your dark soul, you love me. And that’s all that matters."
Knowing me, you’d know how much that amused me. Because right now, it’s painfully accurate. But once you come around, I hope the abyss will have shallowed.
I’m insufferable today. I’m not good company right now, and I can feel the dark cloud looming above my head.
I hope on days like this you’ll know how to scale the wall I keep between me and the rest of the world. It isn’t an easy feat but I have a feeling you’ll be able to figure out your own way. And it’ll work like a charm every time.
I will write here when I feel the doubt that creeps into my thoughts that tell me I won’t ever meet you.
I hope you are well-travelled. So that we can swap stories about the places we have been and make plans to revisit our favorites. Except this time with each other.
I always wonder what you’re doing at any given moment. Are we in the same city? The same time zone? The same country?
I have no inclination to settle for who the universe has put in my life at the moment. They will just be stories I will tell you someday. I will recount all of the awkward dates, boring conversations, and uncomfortable moments that I have had with them. Amusing memories of my life before you. Lessons I needed to learn. The frogs before the prince.
I am growing and learning as much as I can so that I am prepared for you. I know you’ll be more than I could hope to want.