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12.05.2011

dear husband-to-be,

you know what i want?

to hear bare-feet on the old-wood-floor.
to hear the creak and strain and clomp.
and know that they're yours. your feet.

that's all.






love, love,
the girl listening from the bed

19 comments:

christin said...

I seriously love that sound. It is so comforting. Or the sound of him coming in the front door.

Rachel said...

I wrote something very similar like this in my journal years ago, and let me tell you: now that I have that... now that I get to experience it, it really is a great sound/feeling.

I really hope you get to experience it soon!

Anonymous said...

I just can't wait for the post, where you first write about him, about the person, about your husband to be.
I couldn't be more curious!
Good luck with finding him as soon as possible !! xx

Rose said...

xoxox love this

taylor said...

so sweet.

debbiecutieface said...

this seriously made me smile :)

Jenni Austria Germany said...

i always love these. that's all.

agroeper said...

Love this! Smiling!

k8te said...

i love these letters, so beautiful.

Celeste said...

this makes my heart happy and sad at the same time. so beautifully said, meg.

Asha said...

Achingly beautiful.

Belen said...

these posts. <3
i melt.
i feel silly though. because i have this mega huge stupidhighschool-like crush on my friend and coworker, and he's who i pictured as i read this. he is also who just texted me as i read this. so then i panicked thinking he'd been around me just now, listening to my thoughts.

oh boy.

Wandering Mind said...

I love these posts...they're some of my favorite :)

Emily said...

This is so tender.

Lola said...

Love, love, love...I hope when you do find this husband-to-be you keep sharing your letters with us. :)

Kate said...

Mmmmm. Yes, yes, yes.

Taylor said...

Oh don't we all wish for this. It's those simple little pleasures that can only be experienced with that one other person that is just waiting to be found. Someday I hope...

Mackenzie said...

ah! meg, you capture these little intangible moments that make my heart so happy. it's a gift my dear. hold on to that tightly, okay?

katilda said...

yesterday my coworker and i discussed odd sensory preferences, such as sounds and smells...you made me think of it. mine were the smell of sunscreen and the sound of the trashcan emptying on a mac. other people's responses included the smell of puppies, the sound of a basketball swishing, and the sound of the windshield wipers on the highest setting.