Hope

Hold on

For a heart that used to be so passionate about waiting. 

I am going to be honest with you, I may enrage you with our nonsense bickering. I may not be able to control my emotions. You will eventually get tired of me. You will get tired of my endless babble about those little things that I always do. You will get tired of my squeals when something provokes my temper. There will be days of my furrowed eyebrows and moods, and days of being down in the dumps.

But I do have moments of dancing around like it's the end of the world while playing the most-streamed song of my favorite band. I jump. I scream. I sing at the top of my lungs. I let my hair get messier as I twirl in the living room; I can instantly turn the house into a dancefloor. I may be this crazy, however, I want you to know that I can be your crying shoulder. We can talk about things that upset you; things that make you cry, or things that make you smile.

I will understand you deeply. I will let you hold my hands when you get mad over silly things just to make you calm. I will let you kiss my forehead as a goodbye when we both part ways. I will not just be your future wife, I will be your friend who will comfort you when you feel like giving up, I will sing you the most memorable song of mine just to let you know that I truly care for you. I will make it up to you when you get tired. I will let you know that it will always be the two of us against the world.

I know that we will have challenges in life that will test our faith; may we never get tired of holding on. May we never get tired of always being the right person. As I fulfill my dreams, I will pray for you.