...voulez-vous and tigger too....Letter to my future boyfriend

Letter to my boyfriend, who I (probably) have not even meet yet.




Dear Boyfriend,

It will be so nice to lie with you in bed, my arms wrapped around your body. I want to lie awake listening to you breathe. I am hoping you will snore. I am hoping you will bore me to tears.

I used to hope that you would provide me with a lifetime of mind-blowing sex, but I don't hope that anymore. I will not provide you with a lifetime of mind-blowing sex. I have my limits. I might give you an entire night, here and there, but a lifetime, no.

What I can offer is devotion; once I am in I am in, like few other men. I stayed with my ex for almost 10 years, probably 9 and a half year too long. But I stayed. And if we make a union then I will stay with you, too, and probably forever. I do not know what forever is, but more and more, I think I can imagine it. It means I will take you for granted.

I want you to take me for granted, to go a whole month with hardly noticing me, and then a whole month wrapped up in me. And vice versa. I want this to be an exchange.

I am already in love with you, whoever you are. It doesn't take me long. I don't know why, but it doesn't. It also doesn't happen often, so you are a lucky man if I choose that. And a cursed one too, I'm sure. I am sure I will break your heart, and I am sure you will break mine, and after each breaking I am hopeful we will lie down in bed naked and scared and hold each other. Isn't that what forever means? To start over, and over, and over, and over again?