i think i know how things will be.
you know, when we start dating.
{before i realize i've found you.}
I'll never have to drive us anywhere. You'll always pick me up, open the car door for me, and drop me off at my front door. We won't kiss until the third date.
You'll only text me cute little notes. You'll never want to have a conversation via text, or Facebook.
You'll ask me about David. You'll want to see pictures. You'll hold me when I cry about it.
You'll have a desire to meet Dave and Amy, if it's possible.
You'll want me to meet your family, and you won't tell them anything about David because you'll understand it's my tale to tell.
You'll want to meet my family, and you will treat me like a queen in front of them to show them how wonderful you think I am.
You'll tell me stories about your mission, your family, and invite me to meet your friends.
You'll hold my hand in public.
You'll think that I hung the moon (and I'll think you did, too).
You'll play Monopoly with me.
You'll slow dance with me in the rain (or snow).
You'll tell me you love me... but not too soon. You'll show me, first.
You'll come to dinner, and you'll make my mom laugh.
You will be willing to talk about a plan for marriage, school, and family well before we're officially engaged... so that we won't have any surprises and we'll know that we're compatible.
You will go for walks with me, and you'll always have me home before midnight.
... I can't wait to meet you. I hope it's soon. But if not, I'll be here. Just waiting on you.
