Dear future husband, this poem is for you.
Do you like desserts? I'm called a future diabetic.
Do you like rain? I have mixed feelings over it.
I play chess, I have a soft spot for it.
I love mind games, but don't you dare,
Ever ever bring it into our relationship.
Will you be nice to her and compliment her on a bad day?
Will the both of you be attached to the hip?
Will you help her after a nightmare?
Or is she strong enough to do that by herself?
Does she still eat her food cold?
Does she love the person I am?
Do you raise your voice at her?
Or lower it because you understand sensitivity?
Do you think her writing is amazing?
Have you made space for Lysander already?
My favorite date is November 17th,
My favorite month is May.
I don't know when your birthday is,
But I hope it's on a holiday.
Have you taken her on a picnic?
Have you guys gone stargazing?
Has she told you anecdotes?
Have you found her riveting?
~InsanelyHilarious
- Author: Insanely Hilarious ( Offline)
- Published: December 17th, 2024 07:44
- Category: Love
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