To my future wifey

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I never had a girlfriend, but I have a future wife. So, I wrote her a letter this Valentine's Day just to show her how much I misses her and love her in every ways possible. So, to my future wifey, here's my super duper love letter to you. I hope you'll like it. Here it goes.



Dear future wifey,

Back in 2008, I met one of God's beautiful creations. It was you. But believe it or not, it was a year later when I first laid my eyes on you. It was kind of weird because I remember exactly how you looked that moment — your hair was a mess; your clothes, still on your PJs; and you were still a sleepy-head. You yawned so big like a marine officer yelling at her troops, yet, you were so poised, you still look feminine. Most girls wouldn't want to see them in that condition by someone whom they barely know. But you allowed me to and you didn't give a damn.

Call me now to whatever thing that you would like, future wifey, but you know what? When I caught you in that off-guard moment of yours, I really liked it. People say a woman is at her most beautiful when you see her early in the morning; and the person who was on that moment is the luckiest person in the world. Thank God I am always an early morning person, I saw a glimpse of what you were — a simple, innocent beauty waking up and ready to face the world. I felt lucky.

Future wifey, perhaps in the future, when we get together, the biggest battle our relationship will encounter is not someone that can ruin our love, understanding for each other, and friendship. I was born under the Chinese dog sign, so I was meant to be loyal companion. So, if there would be one thing to battle about, it is bad cholesterol. You know for a fact that we both love to cook; and we enjoy eating a lot. It is my life long dream to eat or dine with you. But it is also our daily struggle to keep ourselves healthy, even if we try, delicious foods always come our way.

Future wifey, you know I never knew how to bake. I love to cook and I know how to cook but I don't know to bake. That is why I always remember exactly the first time you said to me that you are so excited to bake my most favorite dessert — the blueberry cheesecake pie! However, I wasn't there to taste it because I was never yours and you were never mine back then. I was like the peanut butter in your blueberry pie — I wasn't needed. But I never lose hope. Someday, you'll be needing this jar of peanut butter and this statement will be immortalized.

Travel by car, why not?

Didn't I tell you, future wifey that I always wanted to travel? I want to explore different seas and feel the breeze of foreign lands. I know we have already talked about the places that I wanted to go and the things I wanted to do there — dance in one of the clubs of the Roppongi district of Japan, dine at the Eiffel Tower, explore more science at the Smithsonian Institute, learn from the different night museums of Singapore, ride the London Eye and hear the rings of Big Ben, cruise to different Caribbean countries, and of course, eat the different foods of our beloved country, the Philippines. But all you wanted to do is to travel to Cambodia. I can do arrangements you know.

I always dream of us, exclusively dating, in those places that I have mentioned, and yes, this includes Cambodia. I have dreams of you and I travel together, and complete one whole book of travel scrapbook. Perhaps, I can even post it on my awesome blog so that the whole world would know how much it means to me to travel around the world with you.

It is always a dream for me to travel with you, future wifey. You've been to many places yourself, but I am always a home buddy because I want to reserve my enjoyment to those places with you. I want to take pictures of us, side by side, cheek to cheek, in those many places. Actually, I don't want to travel per se, I just want to travel with you and enjoy every moment. The beautiful sceneries are just a bonus. Will you allow me, my future wife?

Future wifey, do you still remember when I told you that communication is the key to a good relationship? That even when the love is gone, you still misses each other's conversations? Intelligent conversations, funny conversations, or either of the two, I wanted to experience talking to you, in person. I wanted to feel talking to you every single morning of my life when you wake up, every time we eat, every single hour, and every night before going to sleep.

I don't drink coffee that much, but still, I wanted to try coffee talk with you. I don't read that much, but still, I wanted to try novel talk with you. I don't even watch your favorite programs on television, but still, I wanted to try TV talk with you. Rant to me, spill the beans to me, tell me secrets that I don't know. I want to be your bestest talk buddy ever. Are you going to allow me?

My friends have known me to give names to "crying". Call it a desk cry, a wall cry, a shower cry, a novel cry, a door cry while sliding down your leaned body on the door, manuscript cry, computer cry, rain cry or whatever. I wanted to cry with you. I want you to share with me your feelings and emotions. If you are lonely or sad, I'm not going to cry for you, I will cry with you. If you are happy, I will not become just happy for you, but I want to be happy with you. I want to feel different emotions I never felt before. I want to be crazy, I want to be dumb, I want to be playful, I want to be carefree. I am allowing you, will you allow me to?

And finally, my future wife, I want to thank you for giving me a chance to know how it feels like to love and to be loved in return. You don't have to respond to this open letter that I am sending you. I just want to say thank you. I am not really asking anything in return. Just be my future wifey. You are my first love and my only one. I may not be your future hubby, but for me, you are my forever future wifey. Always. Thank you for this feeling. And oh... Happy Valentine's Day to you!

Love,
Yatot