To the man who still believes in old-fashioned courtship, keep it up!

To the man who believes that a woman is a treasure, I truly admire you. I wonder where you are. I wonder if you’re near or far. No matter what it takes, I will patiently wait and desire to meet you. I have been hooked with the technological innovation, that I have forgotten my own identification. I have a lot of bruises. A lot of scars. I have compromised my integrity. I have been immersed in reality. The reality that courtship is easy and must be obtained instantly. I lost my principles. That is why I’ve been through a lot. I am sorry if I had to do that. But all of it is in the past.

I still believe that one day, you would courageously burst your feelings out. Not just to me, but to my family. You will open your heart to my dad with bravery. You will tell him how much you love me and how willing you are to have me. You won’t confess in a way that I would fall for you immediately, but you would take all the risks to court me properly. You won’t show sweet gestures and treat me as your own. You would take things slow and have self-control. You won’t give much attention until it turns out to be affection. You won’t play safe and constantly deny what you truly feel for me. You won’t promise anything that would make me expect, but you’ll treat me with honesty and respect. You would faithfully stick to the right process, even before you profess.

You won’t play safe and constantly deny what you truly feel for me. You won’t promise anything that would make me expect, but you’ll treat me with honesty and respect.

To the man who still believes in old-fashioned courtship, keep it up! You are one of a kind and hard to find. I might think that someone like you is rare. But I’ll risk the waiting so my heart could be spared. Spared from another heartache because of selfishness. Spared from misleading intentions. Spared from falling for the wrong person. So by the time you are here, my heart and mind are clear. That truly you are the one. The one that God sent. The one that I’ll cherish until my last breath.

 

 

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