You’ve been in my dreams ever since the 1st time I saw your picture. The way you smile, the way you look, the way you are. You’re just who you are. When I met you at your place, you blew me away and I was somehow hooked on you. I don’t know why. I can’t control it. But you were her. Some people would refer to it as ‘The One’. But I’d rather say My Future Wife.
My heart was set, but only time could tell. Back then, we were only just friends. Somehow lost each other for years. 4 to be exact. Couldn’t get you off my mind. You were there always. Always wanted to know you better. More than friends. More than what we had before. But you disappeared. You had your own life. You weren’t with me. I was at a lost.
I kept looking. Asking around. Where were you? Did you run away from me? Did I do something wrong? I don’t know.
I kept asking around. Friends, family, anyone. No one knew where you were.
But lady luck and god gave me a chance. A friend knew where you were. I was happy even though I was down. I got your number. I called you. It’s been a while since I’ve heard your voice. But it was you. I found you. After 4 years gone. Decided to start everything fresh with you.
I was home. You were home. We made plans. Movies, drinks, parties, dinners. It was slow. But I wanted to make sure it was steady. I didn’t want to make mistakes. I didn’t want to lose you again. But you didn’t know. We were friends. We were together. I kept it as it was.
It’s been 2 months we hung out. I let you know.
You were shocked. Unexpected. You didn’t know that it was leading to that. But you took a chance. You gave ME a chance. I gave my best. I was clumsy. But you accepted. You took what I had to give. Me.
It’s been a month. I got an offer. I got a job. Far away from you. We had dinner. With friends. A farewell dinner. For me.
After dinner, we hung out. With friends. Your friends and mine. It was late. You had work tomorrow. You were tired, sleepy. You sat in the car. Feeling sleepy. I decided to keep you company in the car. It was a time for me to get close to you. You were in front. I was at the back. I was leaning on your headrest. I was close to you. I wanted to just kiss you. But I pulled back. No. I would be doing more harm than good. I let you take your nap while I kept my eyes on you. It was time. You and your friends were heading home. I was missing you. I was heading home too.
You called me when you got home. You apologized about the silent night. You explained that you were feeling tired. I was glad. Glad that you were home. Glad that you do care about me. I was happy. Even though I couldn’t sleep.
It’s been 2 days since I’ve been away. We kept in touch. I called you. You called me too. Was really missing you. We were neutral. But that night, you made me the happiest man on earth. You accepted me. I was yours from then on. I vowed to myself that I would never lie to you, ever.
I was back home. I wasn’t staying far across the sea, I was on the same island. I could be with you. I could see you. Spend time with you. But I was leaving in a few days. To where I am still now.
1 year from then. You family knew me. My family knew you. Your parents wanted to meet mine. I was scared. You convinced me it was okay. I was okay. We went for dinner. It was parent talk. And we decide. Somehow, it went smoothly. It was set. Both families agreed.
5 months later. It was time. The date we set. Everything was set. We were getting engaged. Everyone was there. Your family and mine.
You were late. I was worried. But you came just in time. You were beautiful. I was happy. We were ready. Everyone was ready. It started. Smiles, laughter, speeches, explanations. It was a lot to put in. But what really mattered was when you slid the ring onto my finger and I slid your ring into yours. It was done. I was yours. You were mine. You were beautiful.
It’s been 5 months now. So many has happened. But we couldn’t spend as much time as we would want to. It was my mistake. I ran out of annual leaves in the earlier half of the year. But you came here. We spend the times we had together. It was a lot to me. Even though it didn’t end well. I was with you.
You hold me together
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