to my future wife…
my soulmate w the neck tattoo (and tons more) & locs in a high ponytail, golds (not necessary), a manly ass job like construction or waste removal or something, idk very blue collar pls, be understanding, listen to me. be assertive, kind, compassionate, i wanna be dominated politely. talk to me well, don’t ignore me pls…. i hope your mom is dead and i hope she raised you to be a wonderful woman who is capable of making decisions for herself. MUST have her own vehicle; i wouldn’t care if she lived w her ex or some cus i want my own place & i want her to move in & pay the rent & utilities. straight teeth please. never been a staddy before. willing to teach me & grow with me. coddles & vindicates me. i want a woman that makes me feel seen, heard, protected & taken care of. ugh.
& i wanna be the woman she can depend on. i want to be a woman of my word so she never has to question me/ doubt me. i hope she loves my possessiveness/obsessiveness and realizes that’s the only way to guarantee my loyalty. i hope she is deserving of my love and loyalty. i hope i can love her in the way she desires. i want to be there for her emotionally. i want us to click mentally. i want to be her best friend, confidant and MVP. i want her dreamy enough to pedestalize me. i want to mean something to her, something she’s never felt/encountered before. i want her to love me and be in love with me; i want the love she has for me to rock her to her very core. i want her to feel like/know i’m the one after 6 months & is willing to propose already.
and i want to get married. i want enough friends to have a wedding party. i want enough friends for a wedding reception, even if it’s mostly her friends and family. i want to be welcomed into her life and feel celebrated. i also, on the lowest of keys, want her to embrace me and uplift me; fix me. i desperately desire to be fixed & put together properly. i want her to change me to a better person.
i want to be cute, lovely and soft. demure and classy when need be. i want her to think i’m the most beautiful woman in the universe.
i want her to kiss my feet (literally) and lick on my toes cus i’ve never had that before. i want to be sexually liberated with her. i don’t want any confusion on whether i had an orgasm or not, i want this lady to FUCK ME, but also make the sweetest of love to me. know my body like she knows herself & drive that point home every time.
i want to be a wife. the best wife. to the most deserving, special, beautiful, loyal, understanding, domineering, funny, assertive. and hyper independent woman ever.
i want to love her smile, down to the way her lips spread over her teeth and her wrinkles under her eyes. i want to love the way her eyebrows furrow in confusion. i want to love the way she walks, the wiggle/the waddle/the strut/the switch lol. i want to be in love with her smell. after a day of work or fresh out the shower, i want to find this woman simply intoxicating. i want her to fit in between my legs perfectly, the same way i’d fit in her arms or in the crook of her neck. i want to love the way she kisses me. with every kiss it’s like our souls get intertwined, locked in even more, just wrapped up in another. i want to love the way she touches me, the way the callouses on her hands feel across my body. the way her fingers slide and curl inside me. i want our sex life to be so fucking spicy it’s unreasonable. sex swing installed, mirror on the ceiling type shit. i want to love her voice, the way my name rolls off her tongue. her accent, her vernacular, her slang. i want the way she carries herself to turn me on just looking at her eat (like the girl from that one video) i want her to treat everyone with respect and kindness, but to have layers to her & she believes in saving the parts closest to her soul for me. i want us to laugh together. full on throaty, tears in the eyes, rolling on the floor laughing. i want us to bond over our sense of humor. i want slow days where i read my books on the couch with my feet on her lap or her laying in between my legs & she plays the game. i want to feel and be so fucking secure. i want this woman to be my missing piece, my other half. i’d gladly call back my other halves for you. i want us to talk about everything and anything, i want the hypotheticals i ask you to end in laughs always. i want you to bare your heart, mind and soul to me. be emotionally intelligent enough to sit down and have a real conversation with me when i need it, or when you need it or when we need it. yeah, i want us to talk about everything. i want no stone to go unturned, and i want us to disagree respectfully if we ever disagree at all. i want you and me to fight for our relationship, our marriage, our family together. nobody gets left behind, ever. be patient with me, reason with me, don’t let me be immature and indecisive. sit me down and be stern with me. give me the opportunity to make a fully informed decision. give me the opportunity to decide how and when and why i want to fight for us, for our family.
i want us to be on the same page. i want our married life to go beautifully, i want our married life to be simple, full of laughter and happy and great sex. i lowkey want you to buy my first car, mrs wife. i hope you have a last name that i think is cute and doesn’t end in -er so our babies & i can take your family name.
i want this woman to be the reason why i can accept my existence and be okay with existing. i hope for as long as she’s by me, there is no insecurity of hope or the future. i want her to be my correspondent for the world. i want her to make sense of things that don’t make sense to me. teach me the way things work that don’t make sense to me. and think it’s cute too. help me with basic math and opening things i can’t open (like windows and jars), be a provider and a wonderful mother to our littles… and be a mother to our littles, hello? And be excited about it LOL.
