Will you be the one to hold my hand in the crowd to make me feel safe
and the same one to hold my hand at nights during nightmares?
Will you be the one to stand up for me when I am right, in front of everyone
and to scold me, if I am wrong, when we are alone?
Will you be the one to tolerate all my mood swings
and still pamper me like a baby?
Will you be the one to encourage my career plans and dreams
and support me but not dominate me and show male patriarchy?
Will you be the one who is okay with me going for a job
and at the same time help me in taking care of the house?
Will you be the one who is always faithful
and whom I can trust blindly?
Will you be the reason I look forward to wake up every morning
and the reason for my smile when I am sleeping?
Will you accept my family just as you would want me to accept yours
and name it our family instead of yours and mine?
Will you be the one to feed me
instead of being the one to starve me?
Will you be the one who is brave enough to ask my mom
about taking me out even before I know it?
Will you be the one introduce me to your parents
and not the one to ask for my nudes?
Will you be the one to fix me and love me
and not the one to break me?
Will you be the one who trusts me
and doesn't judge me?
Will you?
And if you ever stop loving me or lose interest in me,
will you be the first one to tell me?
Will you be the one?
Hey lovelies,
Just felt like writing this poem... enjoy reading it.
Love,
M
Nice economy of words
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