April 9, 2017

If I Don’t ask You to be Mine, I’ll Regret it for the Rest of my Life.

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“Look, I guarantee that we’ll have tough times. And I guarantee that at some point, one or both of us will want to get out of this thing. But I also guarantee that if I don’t ask you to be mine I’ll regret it for the rest of my life. Because I know in my heart, you’re the only one for me.” ~ Runaway Bride


If I don’t ask you to be mine, I know that I will regret it for the rest of my life.

I don’t know where this life will lead, but the one thing I do know is that you are the one I want to lead me.

You had me before I even realized that you were what I wanted, and I fell in love with you before I even truly knew you. You simply had me, not because you tried to capture my heart, but because like returning home after a strenuous journey, there simply is no other place that I long to be.

Will you be mine, yet stay free to be you?

I want you, all of you; your darkness, your flaws, and each beautiful scar that has made you the person you are. I don’t love you in spite of these qualities, but because of them. It’s only because your sweet darkness has made love to mine more tenderly and completely than anyone else I have ever crossed paths with.

You see me without even trying to, and you can feel my heart from miles away.

I want you to be mine, but I want you to stay yours. Your heart beats wild and free across the expanse of time and the low winds of change that make my golden hair dance in the sunlight between us. I don’t want you to be mine so that you won’t be anyone else’s, because you are far too beautiful of a soul to ever be caged.

I simply want to be your home, your refuge, and your safe haven. I hope you travel the world collecting memories and experiences. I hope you stay true to you and uphold your obligations so that you can feel good about the kind of person you are. But at the end of it all, I want to be the one you come to and rest your soul.

I want to caress your skin and rub the weariness from your muscles—I want to be your peace.

Will you be mine, yet still grow and change through this life?

I love each and every part of who you are right now, but I also know that who you are now isn’t the person you will ultimately become. I want you to change, to grow, to go places that you never thought possible—I want you to become the best possible version of yourself.

We promise forever without realizing that it’s a fluid concept.

Forever only happens when we embrace the now, when we can live without fear of what tomorrow may bring. Even with supposed reasons, I’ve never been jealous of anything new you experience—quite the opposite, as I have always gently pushed you out of your comfort zone.

Yet it’s not because I want to lose you that I do that, but only because there is a quiet confidence about what we share that lets me know nothing, or no one, could ever change it—it simply just is. There isn’t any reason to fear the future when we know that we have our once-in-a-lifetime kind of love. So I want you to be mine, but that only means that I want you for who you were yesterday, who you are today, and whoever you will be tomorrow.

Will you be mine, yet still kiss and hold me as if it’s the very first time?

I suppose it’s only human to become so used to someone that we stop truly seeing them. We stop becoming enchanted and mesmerized by their eyes and soon we forget just how amazing they truly are.

I don’t see that ever happening for us—yet, I still am asking that each time you take my face in your hands and kiss me, you do it with the passion of the very first time. Let us never forget the moment you realized that you were in love with me, and that my soul was a part of yours.

Even after days have stretched into years, and salt and pepper begin to weave through your dark hair, I only ask that you still touch my skin, reading my heart like braille, making sense of even my most mysterious constellations.

Will you hold me like you know I am your anchor in this life? Even after the decades of fulfilled promises have brought joy and riches to our lives, please don’t ever lose the need to protect one of your greatest treasures—me.

But, perhaps most of all and more than any of this, will you not only be mine—but ask me to be yours?

We both know that my heart is yours. My soul is a fragmented part of your own and my body is only for you, yet you still haven’t asked that it remain that way. Perhaps you’re not sure that you can, or that you should, but even if it’s a small possibility that I have somehow become the love you never expected to exist, I only hope that you’ll ask me to be yours.

I hope that we can let all of these reasons become the ground from which we plant the seeds for our future. That perhaps not choosing me has become as impossible as not loving me, and that just maybe there are no longer any good reasons why it shouldn’t be me—why it shouldn’t be us that comes together and with our love changes the world, breaking light into even the darkest of corners.

Because while I know that if I don’t ask you to mine, I will regret it for the rest of my life, the only thing standing between our now and our forever is you asking me to be yours.

“Your love will be safe with me.” ~ Unknown


Author: Kate Rose

Image: @audriestorme/Instagram; @awaudrey/Instagram

Editor: Nicole Cameron

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