Letters To My Boyf In The Offing

Dream Land

Dear Babe,

I was waiting for that someone who will eventually convince me to lift the cork.
Finally.
The emotions were so bottled up.
I longed for intimacy and romance.
I knew from the very beginning how romantic I could be.
How much care I could give.
That I was so envious of sweet couples because I know I am that Nutra-sweet from my core.
That I could wait for his attention while he did his stuff and I would be in a fetal position.
I hugged him from the back and planted kisses to wherever my lips landed.
I cuddled with him when we slept.
I touched him whenever he was near.
I embraced him to sleep and had our fingers intertwined until we visited dreamland.
Yes, all past tense.
But I guess I am ready for another box to fill with memories.
And to have that someone who will ask my whereabouts but not too nosy.
To check if I'm okay and to hear what happened with my day.
To listen to my blabbers and to laugh at my jokes.
To understand my moods and to give me advice if necessary.
To be the ears if I want to narrate a story.
To be.

Love,
Offing Girlf