PERSONAL: I AM THE MAN OF YOUR DREAM

I want to let you in on a secret, I'm not who you think I am. In fact, my disguise is so thin, I'm surprised you haven't seen right through me. I'm the man of your dreams masquerading as  post on this site. Sometimes I want to rip off this façade, but I can't because you'll get scared and you'll run away again. So I decided that it's better to live with the lie than expose my true feelings. My mom told me there are two types of men: the ones you grow out of, and the ones you grow into. I really hope I'm the latter. I may not be the one you love today, but I'll let you go for now, hoping one day you'll come back to me. Because I think you're worth the wait.


Every day is spent dreaming of holding you; touching you and feeling you close to this love.         Each day is, met with hopes and dreams. The hope of waking up with you next to me and the dreams of holding you, each night as we drift off to sleep. When I was young, I would draw images of the woman I would love and I wish I still had those drawings to prove to you, that it was you I have dreamed of all along. With poems, love letters, romantic dinners and roses, I will show my love for you every day I am given. Never will I let a moment, to show you my love, pass.

If only you could see inside my heart and know that this love I feel for you is as eternal as the universe, reaching beyond the existence of time, itself. You will never spend a day of your life without my love for this love will burn for you just as surely as the sun, burns in the sky.
You own my heart and no one else could ever hope to have this love. They may try but where they try, they shall fail. I belong to you. You have all of my love and everything that makes me exist. One day, you will become my wife and together, we will love one another. After all, you cannot expect me to live without your love You, my love, are the world to me and so much more. When I hold you, the world fades away and all that is left is the two of us. The hardest part is waiting for you…I become disoriented until my mind steadies itself in the hope that I will be with you. Hope has brought you to me, Faith shall help me keep you always, and Love is all you 
   

When you get older, you tend to think that the window for true love, for romance and longing that makes you so crazy you can't sleep, for desire that keeps you waiting by the phone counting the seconds until she responds to a text — well, you think that window is closed.Because nothing gets easier as you get older. It gets harder. It gets harder to find a reason to let yourself love. It gets harder to be single, and it gets harder to be a couple.So when you find her, when you find the one who makes you crazy, the one you thought would never show up, you buy a ring. You get down on one knee. You stand up in front of your family and say I do. I will. I promise.You hold on.That's my plan.I'm holding on.