He will be loving,
kind and thoughtful.
He will want to know
every part of me
not try to change,
or to mould me
for his own gain.
He will seek to understand,
to listen,
to hold my truths gently.
He will match my passion
for music and books,
make me laugh
until the weight lifts.
He will ignite my dreams
and inspire new ones,
like sparks in the dark.
He will shield me
from words that wound,
stand by my side
when storms of cruelty rise.
He will sit with me
through my winter,
knowing the wave of sadness
will break,
and Spring will return.
And most of all,
I will never need to shrink,
never fold myself small,
for he will love me
just as I am.
