I hope when I look into your eyes and you look into mine, we don't see perfection.  I don't wanna see this billboard of rainbows and smileys.  I hope to see a man that is so effortlessly himself, that he enables me to become myself. The self God had in mind when He created me.  I hope to see a man who will fight for me, protect me, and love me, in spite all the ways I'm still a wreck.  I hope you love this mess that I am, and invite me to travel into the deepest depths of your soul, as I reveal to you the secrets that are bottled up within me.  I hope to feel free.  Free to contemplate and understand the universe and galaxies and all that's held within it.  All it possesses, like, the planets and stars.  I hope that when we try to comprehend all the things that dance around in our heads on some daily loop, we fall even harder for each other.  Things like, non-existent happenings, future life plans, and worse case scenarios.  I hope we see potential in each other, I hope we constantly work to bring that potential out.  I hope to hold your hand and share jokes with you.  I hope to write you ****** love poems.  I hope to wear your sweaters and drink coffee, while discussing life's complications with you.  And when you're ill, I hope to make you chicken noodle soup.  I hope to give you forehead kisses while cuddling on the couch.  I hope to join you at games of your favorite sports teams, or concerts of your favorite bands.  I hope to adventure with you and do life with you.  I hope to minister with you, feed the hungry with you, and change the world for Jesus with you.  And I hope you love me entirely.