To the woman I haven’t met yet—or maybe I have…
You’re so much more than just the woman I’ll share a home with. You’ll be my best friend, yes—but also my peace, my passion, and my purpose all wrapped into one.
You’ll be the one I run to when the world feels heavy on my shoulders. When I’ve had a long day and all I want is to hear your voice, feel your touch, and be reminded that I don’t have to carry everything alone. With you, I won’t just breathe—I’ll feel alive.
Your laughter will be the music my soul dances to. Your presence will light up the darkest parts of me that I’ve kept hidden from everyone else. And your love? It’ll heal wounds I thought I’d buried for good.
When life gets tough, when I’m feeling lost, when the weight of being a man in this world feels like too much—you’ll be the arms I fall into, the calm in my chaos. Your kiss will be my escape, your touch my grounding force.
I’ll crave you—not just your body, but your energy, your mind, your spirit. Everything that makes you. I’ll admire the way you give, how you love, how you show up with heart, even when it’s hard.
With you, I won’t need to wear a mask. I won’t have to perform. I’ll get to be the fullest, most honest version of myself. And I’ll hold space for you to be the same.
I’ll love every part of you—your brilliance, your softness, your fire, your flaws. Not in spite of them, but because of them. Because they tell your story. And I want to know every page.
When you cry, I’ll be your shelter.
When you laugh, I’ll soak in every sound.
When you doubt yourself, I’ll remind you who you are.
And when you shine, I’ll stand in awe—because you are everything I’ve prayed for.
You won’t have to question my love.
You’ll feel it—in how I look at you, in how I listen, in how I show up, over and over.
You are my home. My soft place. My wild place. My forever.
And I’ll spend my life pouring into you the way you pour into the world.
Because you? You’re my love. You’re my life. You’re my future. And most of all…You are my everything.
You’re so much more than just the woman I’ll share a home with. You’ll be my best friend, yes—but also my peace, my passion, and my purpose all wrapped into one.
You’ll be the one I run to when the world feels heavy on my shoulders. When I’ve had a long day and all I want is to hear your voice, feel your touch, and be reminded that I don’t have to carry everything alone. With you, I won’t just breathe—I’ll feel alive.
Your laughter will be the music my soul dances to. Your presence will light up the darkest parts of me that I’ve kept hidden from everyone else. And your love? It’ll heal wounds I thought I’d buried for good.
When life gets tough, when I’m feeling lost, when the weight of being a man in this world feels like too much—you’ll be the arms I fall into, the calm in my chaos. Your kiss will be my escape, your touch my grounding force.
I’ll crave you—not just your body, but your energy, your mind, your spirit. Everything that makes you. I’ll admire the way you give, how you love, how you show up with heart, even when it’s hard.
With you, I won’t need to wear a mask. I won’t have to perform. I’ll get to be the fullest, most honest version of myself. And I’ll hold space for you to be the same.
I’ll love every part of you—your brilliance, your softness, your fire, your flaws. Not in spite of them, but because of them. Because they tell your story. And I want to know every page.
When you cry, I’ll be your shelter.
When you laugh, I’ll soak in every sound.
When you doubt yourself, I’ll remind you who you are.
And when you shine, I’ll stand in awe—because you are everything I’ve prayed for.
You won’t have to question my love.
You’ll feel it—in how I look at you, in how I listen, in how I show up, over and over.
You are my home. My soft place. My wild place. My forever.
And I’ll spend my life pouring into you the way you pour into the world.
Because you? You’re my love. You’re my life. You’re my future. And most of all…You are my everything.
To the woman I haven’t met yet—or maybe I have…
You’re so much more than just the woman I’ll share a home with. You’ll be my best friend, yes—but also my peace, my passion, and my purpose all wrapped into one.
You’ll be the one I run to when the world feels heavy on my shoulders. When I’ve had a long day and all I want is to hear your voice, feel your touch, and be reminded that I don’t have to carry everything alone. With you, I won’t just breathe—I’ll feel alive.
Your laughter will be the music my soul dances to. Your presence will light up the darkest parts of me that I’ve kept hidden from everyone else. And your love? It’ll heal wounds I thought I’d buried for good.
When life gets tough, when I’m feeling lost, when the weight of being a man in this world feels like too much—you’ll be the arms I fall into, the calm in my chaos. Your kiss will be my escape, your touch my grounding force.
I’ll crave you—not just your body, but your energy, your mind, your spirit. Everything that makes you. I’ll admire the way you give, how you love, how you show up with heart, even when it’s hard.
With you, I won’t need to wear a mask. I won’t have to perform. I’ll get to be the fullest, most honest version of myself. And I’ll hold space for you to be the same.
I’ll love every part of you—your brilliance, your softness, your fire, your flaws. Not in spite of them, but because of them. Because they tell your story. And I want to know every page.
When you cry, I’ll be your shelter.
When you laugh, I’ll soak in every sound.
When you doubt yourself, I’ll remind you who you are.
And when you shine, I’ll stand in awe—because you are everything I’ve prayed for.
You won’t have to question my love.
You’ll feel it—in how I look at you, in how I listen, in how I show up, over and over.
You are my home. My soft place. My wild place. My forever.
And I’ll spend my life pouring into you the way you pour into the world.
Because you? You’re my love. You’re my life. You’re my future. And most of all…You are my everything.
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