When we were us, it was always about you. My words left my mouth, but the sound never broke the barrier of your ego or reached the heart of your mind. I had no imagination to fathom the experience of being heard when my only hope was the world for you.
And not to hope in vain, I still hope the world for you, but I hope you make it on your own.
I hope you find someone who can trust you and love you like I couldn’t.
I hope you recognize the value now, of a woman’s fidelity. Of her time and trust and temperance.
I hope you find someone who you’ll never stop learning about, who you will never put second to yourself.
I hope you find someone who is worth living for.
Someone who makes you forget time, makes you stop what you’re doing, and look twice.
I hope you find someone whose love and care means something to you.
I hope you show her you love her.
I hope she loves the Lord and loves your family.
I hope she wants to rule the world and with you, build the castles from your dreams.
I hope you thank her for dinner and clean up the dishes like you said you would.
I hope you take her to the airport and pick her up, even if it’s 7:40 pm and you have so much work to do.
I hope you don’t mind traffic because you get to have her to yourself for a little more time.
I hope you leave her little notes, instead of messages to other women.
I hope the sparkling adoration in her eyes isn’t too much for you to handle.
And I hope…
Well, I hope if there was anything you wanted to do for me, that you forget me and love on her.