Dear Future Wife

Dear Future Lover
Damian Semwayo

Please be patient with me.
I’m not skilled with love.
I know it exists,
But I wonder if it’s worth chasing.
Do you think it’s worth it?
Or will it steal my peace,
My sanity, my mental health, my inner ease?
If I decide to love,
I want it to be a choice,
Not the pressure that people put on you to find a mate.

When the time comes,
I want whoever I choose to be deserving of my love.
I imagine you to be ladylike,
Intelligent, mature, with a good aura,
Maybe even with a sweet and pure mind.
I want to heal with you,
And for you to heal with me.
I want us to be each other’s cure,
Antidotes against all poison we might find.

Future lover, wherever you are,
Be you’re healing heart,
The one that will make me whole,
And complete my missing part.
I don’t have your phone number or blog URL,
I don’t even know your Twitter handle.
But I’m waiting for you,
Patiently hoping that we’ll meet in the future, with our souls tangled.

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