Anastasia
22, Tyumen, Russia

To My Future Husband

I don't know your face yet, and I haven't heard your laugh, but somehow deep inside I already know you. You're out there somewhere — maybe you don't even realise that someone is waiting for you. I'm writing this so that one day you'll read it and understand: I wasn't waiting for a prince or an ideal — I was waiting for you. Real, alive, with your scars and your smile. We'll meet when fate decides we're ready. And on that day, I want to tell you the most important thing: thank you for being on your way to me all this time. I was walking to you, too. See you soon.