A Letter To My Future Husband

Dear Future Husband,

We haven’t even met yet and I’m mad at you. Impressive.

But when you do finally read this, you’ll already know I’m an open book. So let’s dive right in. We’ve wasted enough time.

I’m mad that…

I’m writing this letter on a plane to Paris without you.

I’m mad that…

You didn’t get to see me naked when I was in my twenties

(your loss actually).

I’m mad that…

I had to date a bunch of duds.

I’m mad that…

You didn’t get to meet my dad.

I’m mad that…

I spent $5,000 on a dating coach and you still didn’t show.

I’m mad that…

I’m 90% certain you were hit by a bus.

I’m mad that…

I go to bed alone.

I’m mad that…

I have the biggest heart and no one to share it with.

I’m mad that…

We probably won’t be married for…

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About livedinitaly

Love food and traveling. Breaking out of this introvert shell by expressing my thoughts, experiences and feelings.
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