Dear Beautiful,
I am a complex creature to you and I don’t always make sense because my actions may not always show what my heart feels. It is easier to verbalize things about your beauty than it is to attempt to communicate how in the depths of my being my love for you has made me a better man. Loving you has chipped away at the rough exterior of my emotions and made it possible for me to write you this letter. Let me talk to you for a moment in a way that keeps you from seeing my face where you can attempt to read my thoughts and notice which direction I’m attempting to go. Let me tell you about my love for you.
Most men love the woman they chose to love because of something she offered him. They love them because they are beautiful, or can assist in helping them achieve a certain thing in life. I love you because you ARE! Allow me to explain. I love you because you are who you are, not because of who you will be or who you were, but who you are. I say who you are because even in moments that I don’t LIKE who you are, I LOVE who you are, because you are the one I choose. My love is not seasonal, it does not come like the fall and leave like the winter. It is not always easy to like you, but it is never hard to love you. In the complexities of life one can find a million reasons to leave someone, but I only need one reason to stay, because I love you! I love you does not mean that I understand you, but it does mean that I will spend as much time as I must to attempt to understand not just what makes you happy, but what makes you angry, sad, or in between so that I do my best to only produce good emotions for you and know what to do when bad emotions are present.
It is hard for a man to describe the first time he saw the sun rise, or the stars shine bright on a winter night, so is it for me to describe the depths of my love for you. You see the Sun and the Stars are a mystery to me, but the greater mystery is why you love me like you do? I’m not perfect, I don’t say things the right way all the time, I don’t give you all the time you desire, I don’t have all the money to give you all the things you deserve, but yet you still love me. You see me in ways the world never has and still find a way to say I love you at the end of the night. I don’t have to pretend to be something I’m not, I can just be who I am and for a man to be allowed to just be is a gift.
When I look at you, I see everything I need to see, to inspire me to be a better me. I see a reason to get up in the morning and go to work to be a provider. I see a reason to become a better man. You can always tell when a man loves something. Man is made in the likeness of God and even God gets angry when someone messes with what’s His! As a man, I may not always verbalize it, I may not always look like it, I may not always make you feel like you want to feel, but I love you! I once felt like life never gave me the best, until life allowed me to have you, so do me a favor. Love me, but not how our generation loves, love me like our parents, parents, loved and I’ll love you like a man loved a woman before cell phones and text messages made love quick and impersonal. I’ll love you like a man loved his woman before cars and TVs. I’ll love you in gentle and constant touches, sweet words, and determination to show you that you are the brightest part of my day. I’ll love you in a way that builds with time and no, I won’t be perfect but I’ll always strive to be a better man tomorrow than I was today. To write a letter takes time, focus, and purpose and that’s how I’ll love you, for all time, with every ounce of focus I have and continuously on purpose!
I love you then, now, & always,
I am searching for my future wife/soulmate. Please stop by again.
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