A Letter To My Future Wife

Hi Hun!

Haha, I don't even know your name, where you come from or what you look like. I probably haven't met you yet, although I secretly wish that I already have. And although this whole thing can be a bit weird, I do want to tell you that I know why my future self chose you....

He chose you because every time you looked into his eyes, and said that you loved him it ached. It ached due to the fact that it was so beautiful, because there is nothing more sublime than pain brought upon by beauty. The same pain he gets when sitting down to have breakfast, and she looks at him lovingly in all her morning glory. It aches. When she sings a song for him and puts it on a mixtape. It aches. When they're in a party, and she's talking to people, and he's talking to people, and from across the room she looks at him, and the once bustling room comes to a standstill. It aches. When she's sleeping peacefully, and he's looking at her sleep peacefully. It aches.

And please remember, when he says you're beautiful and he's looking straight into your eyes, it aches. That's how beautiful you are to him.

He married you because when he kisses you he feels a current flowing through him. When he makes love to you he intertwines his fingers with yours, and he looks deep into your eyes, and gets lost in them.

You are his wife because you saw in him what so many other women took for granted. What others thought they wanted, but not what they in fact needed. You saw in him what he lost in a sea of self doubt and teen angst. Teen angst that never quite fades. You've rescued him from those depths, and now he sails towards something entirely different. You're his compass now, you're his north, you're what he aims for in life.

He loves you and he wants your babies, 2 biological and one adopted. He wants to worship you, and he wants the both of you to put moments, self fulfillment and family above material posessions and climbing the corporate ladder.

He'll always be jealous, but he'll never admit it because he knows that letting someone loose and letting them come back on their own is the greatest expression of selfless love.

But apart from all that, apart from all the small details that compose a relationship, and create the fabric of our lives, you were his reason to live. When he finally dies you will know that his life only made sense to him when he met you, and after that it was only worth living with you by his side. And for the atheist that he is, you are the closest thing to a sign that god exists, and the hopes of spending an eternity with the person he loves.

Forever yours,
Alfonso Jaramillo