Dear Future Wife,
Don’t be surprised if you don’t hear from me via this channel again.
I would have loved to send you flowers but you have no address because your home is in my heart.
Your Love is a wonderful tender feeling but Your beauty is crazy.
This is more than a crush and more than a like. Rather seems to me as true love. Baby you belong to me and you are the passion in my life: the secret I cannot hide.
Though i know not what awaits me nor what the future has in store, I can beat my chest in assurance that I will always be there for you in marriage.
My versatility will come to bear
via the 5 Emotional Love Languages;
Is it Words of Affirmation?
Then trust me, I can compliment you all day. I can go about it every second to narrate how beautiful you look in all the shades of red: how exquisitely gorgeous you appear in your heels. That is not to say I will overlook your beautiful queenly sandaled feet.
You are as exciting as a mare among a samurai’s stallions.
You are my finest tulip in the midst of other flowers.
As fair as the moon and bright eyes as the sun. I see you walk majestically as a wife to Genghis Khan.
Your eyelashes radiate royalty.
Lady, your teeth are nicely arranged like a box of sugar cubes.
Your immaculately positioned lips are as nice as temple gates.
Your neck connects your head and body like the stem of an oak tree.
Your flat tummy demonstrates a healthy disciplined culture of maintenance.
Your naval is indefectibly formed like the entrance of an Egyptian pyramid.
Your scarless, spotless and dentless knees are like a Chinese tea cup.
Your beautiful rounded tighs are like Akosombo turbines portraying an output of a very skillful craftsman…
I can do this all day provided I’m going to be served with yam with egg stew plus tuna flakes as lunch.
My dearest, Is it Quality Time?
I will spend my entire Saturdays with you and abandon my clique sittings.
We shall spend some time together in the living room. Look here, I’m not talking about watching TV together oo. I mean sitting on the couch with the TV off, looking at each other and talking, all distracting devices put away, giving each other an undivided attention.
I will always come home on time to observe our traditional Family Time.
We will still go out on dates while married. You shall allow your kitchen to lie fallow while we try something different from various expensive restaurants.
We shall visit the cinema together.
We shall hit the gym together.
We shall attend church together.
We shall park the cars and hop on rickety troski together to remind ourselves of how far we’ve come.
When it comes to gifts, I won’t be stingy.
Almost everything ever written on the subject of love indicates that at the heart of love is the spirit of giving. Thus, I will spoil you with presents. Something you can hold in your hands and say, “aaawww he was thinking about me.”
I promise to be a proficient gift giver.
I will change your cell phone every 6 months and your car every 2 years.
I will stock your closet with 90% of the dresses worn by dummies in the most expensive boutiques.
You will wake up to smell fresh natural flowers each morning.
You won’t be able to count your jewelry.
I will buy you pairs of shoes every month.
I will open a hair shop for you to manage in addition to your professional work duties. By so doing, you get to choose whichever hair you want every two weeks.
Probably doubting my competence in Acts of Service, huh?Tell you what;
I will give you a call every day at 10 minutes intervals.
When you come from work tired, I will massage your feet with hot water and antiseptic.
I will wash your car myself.
I will fetch water for you when the tap refuses to flow.
I will do the cooking when I close earlier.
Setting the dining hall table, emptying the dishwasher and vacuuming shall be my primary duties and I will be available to change the baby’s diaper.
And when you take a seed, which will definitely occur 3 months into the marriage, you won’t need to stress yourself anymore cuz I will drive you to the market and hold the basket. I will be your ‘kayaye’ at the market and house boy in the house till you deliver.
I will dial the numbers for you whenever you wanna make a call and hold the phone to your ears till the call ends.
You want to turn on the lights, call me!
You want to rub cream on your back, I’m at your service!
You want to take your bathe, I will do it with pleasure!
You want to open any door, my duty!
In fact, if it’s mosquito you want to kill, call me!
As for Physical Touch, it’s my specialty. Walking with you in town, I will do PDA!
In public – PDA!!
In a bus – PDA!!!
I will always have my arm around your neck or coiled around your waist.
We shall burst into laughter and give a high 5 ??
I shall carry you at my back when your legs are worn-out and carry you in my arms to bed every night.
Our bed will have just a pillow because your pillow will be my chest.
We shall be in Guiness book of records and appear on the cover page of Forbes magazine as longest kissers ever.
I will end that chapter here since here is ‘road side’.
There is so much more to say and yet I can say no more.
All I can is, I hope that God have mercy on me and destines the best girl in the world in my life.
I end my letter with a song. It’s a hit from Elvis Presley. He calls this one “Only Fools Rush In”
…………..Sing along with me…………..
“Wise men say only fools rush in
But I can’t help falling in love with you
Shall I stay? Would it be a sin?
If I can’t help falling in love with you
Like a river flows shorely to the sea
Darling so it goes some things are meant to be
Take my hand, take my whole life too
For I can’t help falling in love with you…”
LOVE YOU BAE and I am looking forward to meeting you soon.
Yours Future Husband,
Kwame Ernest Adu
#InspiredBy: dear future wife diaries
#Dedication: To my mom
#PhotoCredit: Elorm Kosi Deklu Deks Media Gh
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