David found a letter I wrote to him
January 1, 2005
Dear Love,
I know it seems kind of corny for me to be writing you a letter like some hs girly-girl...but last night at I-Hop I started thinking that maybe I haven't put it into words as to how strong my feelings are for you...even though I thought the card I got you for Christmas said it best. It's cool; best times will be spent telling you how much I love you. In confessing my love i find myself wanting to describe my feelings at this very moment. My heart is racing...butterflies are twirling in my stomach, and my eyes are ready to cry as the pen rushes anxiously across the page...eager to express myself to you. I take a minute to pause and get my words together, as I tend to ramble. You made mention one night that I knew I didn't deserve the things that were being done to me, and the way I was being treated. But honestly, I didn't know i deserved better until I had better, until God blessed me with you, until you made me love you. Your sooo good to me, thank you. Your everything I've ever dreamed of, and everything I've ever wanted. Last year i went through so much, but the ending was such a beautiful beginning I can't help but be pleased. Thinking of you right now at this very moment, I hold my tears but they'll still steal away down my face in such happiness. Do I believe in soul-mates you asked? Yes baby, very much...now that I've come to meet my soul-mate. Your my hero, my black knight with shining armor. There is nothing I wouldn't do for you. And as I mouth out the words I write, I contemplate our future. I'm ready for you to propose...hell if you don't I WILL! I read in the bible that, "when a man finds a wife, he finds a good thing." I can't change the word, but i have to admit that it goes both ways in this case. Part of me wants to give you the world so that it's right there at your finger tips. The other part of me is happy that you don't have the whole world right at your finger tips, so you can build it with me. When you speak I hear your every word. When you breath, I linger on your inhale until you exhale. When you laugh I can't help but laugh too. David baby, you make me want to be a better person, woman, student, and child of God. I love the fact that I trust you completely. I love the fact that when I write or talk about you, you make my words rhyme and it's poetry turning into floetry. I love that you make me laugh and nothings even funny. I love the fact that you can make me miss you as soon as you leave the room, hang up the phone, or go to sleep. I love the fact that my children will be your children making them our own. I saw it already in looking in your eyes that you'll take my breath away with your gorgeous eyes and smile while standing at the alter...the reason I know is because you take my breath away now. I love you very much. More than I thought I would.
Always,
The Future Mrs. Braswell