a 21st century lover

Be Yours

Be Yours - April 5, 2024

 I see you down the aisle. Clad with your white attire. I just have to glance up at you and watch you walk down, unknowingly walking down to me. How I see you here amazes me somehow. What fate had in store for us but such a thrill that is. To go along with life and just encounter the love of your life. That is a life worth living. And what you held in your hands was just made it evident of that. The love of my life holding a box of sugar cookies from Walmart. I could have not fallen harder than I did for you at that moment.

Now, there I see you again. Walking down the aisle in white again. Looking beautiful as ever. All that was missing was you holding sugar cookies again instead of that bouquet. And the walls of snacks are replaced by pews of friends and family. I give into my emotions and tear and choke up, knowing that we made it this far. The countless times I would see you in the stores before I dared to ask you on a date. The awkward and funny moments of me freezing up or being a klutz in front of you. Whether it was the time I tried to play it cool like I was shopping in the underwear section or walked into that random lady's cart and bumped my knee. It was worth it because, in the end, we made it work. The endless dates that took us everywhere but home. The sleepless nights because we would talk nonstop about anything our brains came up with. The times you would just be in my arms. Just being there in your company was enough for me to know that I love you. And whenever I'm away, I still think of you. When it's late at night, I stand out on the balcony that overlooks the bustling street with a drink in my hand, thinking of the future. What it'd be like to have you be here with me. Would I feel warm in this chilling breeze? Would my drinks taste just a bit sweeter? Would I feel content and full? Yes. That was what I ponder every night. I think what life with us as a family would be like whenever I sit through church. I imagine what it's like to go to sleep with you across the bed as I fall deeper and deeper asleep. It's all hypothetical situations. Nothing more than a fantasy conjured by my lonesome self when I am not with you. I guess that meant I fell deeper and deeper in love with you. To the point that my favorite pastime is delusionally and constantly daydreaming about you. Could be a problem but I see nothing wrong with it. Why? Because you made it all come true and promised me such a life I thought couldn't exist. So, as I slip this ring onto your hand, I solemnly vow myself for you. Like a knight swearing an oath to a lady, I swear myself that I'd lay down my life for you. Be it that I break that promise. Let God strike me down with thunder and drive me into hell. Torture my soul for an eternity if it meant that I betray you. All I want is to be yours. Yours to love and belong to. Finally, taste how sweet that alcohol can be. Go to bed, knowing it'll be you who I wake up to. Live a long and loving life with you and the sugar cookies we'd buy from Walmart together.