To you; my future, a piece of my smile, a portion of my bliss, a segment of my heart, I write you a letter; a letter bearing smithereens of me laid out, so that when you do arrive at the edge of my gated heart, you may not be dismayed by the pack of wolves and the huge walls barricading such a small but fundamental piece of me, Wangechi, your future, your consort, the mother of your children.
I may or may not have met you already, but if I have then I am glad we are friends now. Friends because all things, rather all true things, must have a foundation, a solid base and ours shall be friendship. Lucky for you, age has taught me how to choose my friends wisely. Don’t be shocked by my number of followers on twitter or Instagram being so many.Many of them just being that followers, bag-piped dreamers I acquaint with from day to day. My true friends are those that I know, I feel, I see that their concern, love and critic goes beyond covetous idealisms. So I know that at some point you shall enter this esteemed club of true friends; and that makes me so glad; for there shall be no lies, no façades, and no demons hidden behind doors and in the crevices of our future. I say no pretenses because you will have fallen for the real me, the crazy me, the passionate me, the loud me and all the other versions of me that I continue to discover daily and I too shall be fall in love with for who you truly are; for friends don’t pretend.
We shall have enjoyed each other’s company, the sordid crazy jokes, the god-awful voice you shall have as you try to match pitch with mine as we sing the night away and all other stupid-fun-exhilarating things that we shall do forming banks of reminisce in our old golden years.
We shall have truly come to learn and know about ourselves so that when we are asked who we are, we know, we understand that having a “criteria” isn’t so bad for it is just but a means to sort and sift out all the bad ‘maybes’ and more so the good ‘maybes’ too; who just don’t quite fit because they aren’t US. As my good friend Sally says, if there is no friendship between lovers then it isn’t true love to begin with. Don’t you agree?
On the other hand if we haven’t met, I’m presuming it is for the best for Gods timing is always perfect. I know He is molding you as He is molding me. Truth is, I shall date a few “frogs” before you, my prince, arrive and they will teach me the music, culture, art and most likely the male psyche.
So to whoever you may be, here I am; not quite ready for you just yet but most certain that you are out there. Understanding that you are building your (I mean our) empire as I build mine, I shall not push or shove into your life for everything is already predestined by my first love Jesus Christ. So on that note may I add that though you are my love, Jesus is my eternity; for our work on earth is to please Him and not man. Know that I shall love you with my heart, not all of it though as it belongs to God, my Father in heaven, but I shall love you none the less. I’m not perfect, I will probably say the wrong things but like I always say, imperfections are what make us all uniquely perfect.
So to you my imperfect soul mate I await.
Yours in the future,