Okay. Go on.
Cry over movies with happy endings.
Get pissed with PDA couples.
Annoy your in-a-relationship friends.
Play that sad love song.
Write that heartbreaking poem.
Sing your lungs out.
Dance 'til your feet hurt.
Drink that beer.
Smoke that cigarette.
Yes baby,
I won't stop you.
I am letting you do all those things,
but please,
don't get married to someone else
if it's not me.
I heard you were talking to a friend about being an old maid.
I get it.
You are still single
and you are not getting any younger.
I wonder if it terrifies you or excites you or if it's both?
No one religiously texts you good morning and good night.
No one eats with you in fastfoods, restaurants and even at home.
No one fetches you for early morning appointments.
No one takes you home after an exhausting overtime.
No one surprises you on a random day with milktea.
No one takes candid pictures of you while doing your favorite pastimes.
No one dates you on Valentine's day or during weekends.
No one scolds you for getting so drunk on Friday nights.
No one is interested with your weird fetishes.
No one keeps up with your mood swings and wall-punching.
No one jokes when you're having a bad day.
No one talks with you until wee hours just about anything.
No one listens to your rants and pissed-off comments.
No one asks why you're sad and locked up all day in your bedroom.
No one misses your crooked smiles and loud laughters
No one stares at you like he's won the lottery.
No one kisses you every time you don't want to shut up.
No one pulls you from the back for a hug when you feel like everything is crumbling down.
No one tells you he loves you no matter what.
No one!
Or maybe you do have,
but it doesn't feel right.
I know you are thankful for your friends and family because they are still with you through thick and thin,
yet you feel like something is missing.
You still need a partner in life;
the one who would fill in the blanks;
the missing piece to your puzzle;
the yin to your yang.
You need someone to share the rest of your life with.
You need me.
However,
I can see that you are getting better at this - being single.
I'm afraid you won't let me in when I'll come knocking on the door of your heart.
The cold is creeping inside you; freezing your faith and vanishing the warmth of your love.
It scares me to think that you will shut me out because you have become too much of a strong, independent woman.
You are starting to see a future without me, just your books and souvenirs to patch my absence in your existence.
Oh baby, I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry for not being there with you right now.
I'm sorry if you are fighting against this depression tonight
but I assure you
I am worth it.
I promise to make it up to you
when our right time comes.
Just wait for me, please.
I will be there one day -
I will be "The one who" to your every "No one",
and you will never have to
daydream about us
because I am making us come true.
Sending virtual (for now) hugs and kisses,
Your future husband