Dear Future Husband,

Hi, it's me.

Here's a poem that's uberly cheesy.

I know you're out there,

you and your perfect hair.

I'm here without a clue who you are and what you do.

I know you're the one for me, that's positively true.

I'm waiting patiently (or is it rather unwillingly).

What's your name?

Where are you from?

I hope you're growing into the man God wants you to become.

When will we meet?

What do you do?

I'm anxious to get to know you,

to see if our love is true.

This waiting, it can suck,

but I'll wait for you because you're worth more than a million bucks.

I know one of these days you'll most likely read this,

your head shaking while laughing at my ridiculousness.

I probably seem crazy.

That's really nothing new, you see.

Someday crazy in love is what I will be,

head over heels for you.

I love you and always will,

just don't expect me to be unreal.

I am me and that's all I'll ever be.

Please accept my unique personality.

God made you for me

and me for you.

So have this little piece of me,

from your Future Wife to be.