…God Has Better Plans For Me…

Dear Future Person,

I’m not really young anymore. I’m already 25 years old, and 2 months from now, I’ll be turning 26. I’m not the kind of woman, most men would die to be as their girlfriend. I’m a regular person with major issues: I have a very bad temper and I get annoyed easily. I have OCD, but don’t worry, it’s manageable. I’m not skinny, and I’m not even trying to be one. I have acne scars. I don’t have a flawless skin, and my hands are like the hands of a man who works in a construction site. I’m unemployed. And I still get my allowance from my father. I don’t even have a nice hair, Oh, God forbid.

You’re probably still in a relationship right now. And I bet she’s a beautiful, loving and a sweet girlfriend. She’s probably your ideal girl. And you’re probably happy, contented, and even thinking of asking her to marry you. I’d be very devastated if that happens, but then again, we haven’t met. And I don’t even know what your face looks like.

But love works in a mysterious way, right? I don’t want to wish for your relationship to end, though. I’m not that evil. Just take your time, and I’ll be patiently waiting for you. But you know what, if God destined the two of you to be together, forever. I’d still be happy. Sure I’d be single for life, but I’ll get over it someday, hopefully sooner.

I know God has better plans for me, though having you in my life would be much nicer, but then again… I can’t cut God’s will. Maybe next time, though. Probably in our next life. And if that happens… I’m never going to let you go. I’m going to put you on a leash. I told you, I’m controlling.

I know God has better plans for me, though having you in my life would be much nicer, but then again…