I always wanted the perfect husband. Tall, dark, and handsome of course. One whose smile would light up the room but would still be shy when he was around me. One who knew exactly what to do whenever I didn’t. One who would take care of me in this world where nobody else would.
how ironic. you told me the other day that you loved me and i told you i loved you too. neither of us had ever told anyone that we loved them in that way…but we told each other that. i can see you being mine…i can see you being my husband and me your wife. i can see us living together forever because i know God sent you to me…i know that God sent you to be mine…for me to your wife..and you to be my husband <3
Man. I have thought about this word so much it’s not even funny, and now that I have to write about it? I can’t think of a single thing to say!
Hannah
i don’t have a husband yet. after all i am only 15. but someday, when i am older, i will get married to a guy who will love me for who i am and not who i try to be(: i can’t wait for that day to come. i love you(: whoever you are…
Lauren
I don’t what it is with him,” I told Brenda, fiddling with my diamond necklace. “This isn’t like him.”
Brenda tried to be kind and sympathetic, but I could tell she was shaking her head and pursing her lips in her mind. She had been upset with him from day one. “Well, you know men,” she said softly, “Always up to this or that.”
lol that would be the word of today. i should shut up and keep being happy and not worry about if he is the one. Im just happy he is mine today.
Ev
He holds me close, his cold, thin, strong fingers still clapsed over my eyes. By now, I was getting ansty. “Oh, are we there yet?” I could practically feel is grin. “Nope, not yet.” Finally, it felt like years later, did his fingers fly off and my eyes were treated to a visual feast.
zoey
I don’t have a husband. I don’t want to get married for a very long time. I mean, I’m only twelve. though my grandmother got married at this age. had a baby four years later. Can you believe it? at 16! my dad keeps telling me he wants to me to get married, but i know he’s just joking. He freaks out every time I mention the name of a guy, but, again, joking.
zoey
“Look at him.” I whispered to my husband, who was seated next to me. “He’s so beautiful.” I held my son close.
“He’s so little.” Gonzalo whispered back. “Just one day old.”
“For a day old he brought a lot of joy into our lives.” I smiled.
delilah
I turned my head to the side to look at my husband. He was sitting at his desk, dimly lit by a small goose neck lamp. He had his glasses on, even though he needed new ones. They were in poor condition, being held together with masking tape. I had stepped on them one too many times.
animal husbandry, control, love. created by marriage, born in a church, in a field, in front of a holy reciter. bound by a ring, gold, breakable gold.
mar
Oh, future husband of mine
Will you give me a sign?
I don’t know who you are,
But please, baby, don’t be far.
I’ve been through many, but none were right.
I think I just need a little bit of insight.
I’m looking for a guy who will be
My best friend, kind, sweet, and funny.
Darien Gerami
a husband. Who really needs one? I’ve come to think of a marriage as nothing more than a fancy way of saying you’re in a relationship. Now a days, they end just as quickly as they start, and all it really is, is a promise to each other. But in a world where promises are easily broken and almost never considered, why does a marriage have more meaning than anything else?
So, when I think about it too much, I get kind of worried. Almost as if the same band wrapped around the second finger on my left hand is also tightening around my neck and drawing me closer and closer to somewhere I never wanted to be. She says its love, I say its a contractual obligation. I never won that argument.
nice
sweet
hot
together
love
kids
family
house
wife
food
dogs
trips
hearts
babies
flowers
diamond
marriage
weddings
rings
tall
Darien Gerami
Husband near the river, he just drop his gun and left it in the window by the car, then he swam across the city to find the love of his life, and he was happy and finally he became a tree.
Sebastián
Ich dachte, an dem Tag, an dem Carolin ihren amerikanischen Mann zum ersten Mal “hubby” nennt und nicht “husband”, ist es vorbei. Dann ist sie endgültig keine mehr von uns, dann hat sie den Absprung geschafft. Es hat nicht lange gedauert. Hätte ich eigentlich vorher wissen können.
His days didn’t go very far anymore. He had always heard of the constrictions that accompanied the golden band, now suffocating blood supply to the nail of the second finger on his left hand, but he had never imagined this; the family based behicles and the school trips scheducled around his eight hour work day, all as a precursor to a physically detatched nights sleep beside his wife.
Jay
All I do is day dream of you. All I do is imagine the song that would play when I would walk down the aisle and all I see is you. All i imagine is the song I would sing for you, just me and my piano. All I do is imagine you wanting to be my husband. All I do is imagine you and me and us together forever. I love you so much it hurts.
“Just to look in your eyes again,
Just to lay in your arms
Just to be the first one, always there for you.
….
For you, for the rest of my life
For you, for the best of my life
For you alone, only for you.”
~John Denver
Meh.
I will have a husband one day. Right now I can’t even get a boyfriend. I really want one but no one has caught my eye… It’s kind of sad. I just hope one say I’ll find that perfect man who I’ll marry. It’s weird knowing he’s on this planet right now… hmm…
Aly
we got my mom one of these for her birthday the other day. not in the human sense. this one is grey and really soft. you sit on your bed with your back against it, like a cushioned, supportive headboard. when i was younger, she told me it was called a reader. liar. ;)
he’s my everything! my one and only the one thats always on my mind. i love him so much. the way he laughs, smiles, grimaces when somethings difficult. the way he holds my hand and kisses my to bed each night. when we moved into our house for the first time he said dont ever be afraid ill never let anything harm you <3
Emmy
another reason he felt his impending doom
the walls closing in and retreating all at once.
a box is not a prison when chosen
to love is to choose.
this is marriage.
What a sexy guy! Man. My husband’s the sexiest guy. I’m so, so lucky. Nah just kidding. He’s a d-bag.
Eowyn
The love of your life. I wish I had someone to care about me like a husband does. I don’t think I’ll get married though. I always think someone is the one but they never seem to get it right. Sad. Husbands.
B
The pursuit and skillful trapping of, redundant backstabbing and divorcing of, and the eventual renewed longing for, a husband.
I had never really wanted to get married, but I ended up with a husband anyways. I had toyed with the idea, never serious, until the day when immigration services showed up at my door. It was a rather sobering moment, when they informed him he was going to be deported. “Uhh,” he said, wildly looking around before grabbing my arm, “But we’re getting married,” I smiled, trying not to act surprised.
Future husband… how i love you even now. I’m in love with the idea of our future together and the children we’ll have. Husband, I love you for loving me as much as you do and will do. Husband, lover, best friend. My sweetheart and and my sun-and-stars. I love you.
Catharina
husbands. i dont know if i want one or not. i mean i really would have someone who loves me. but im not sure about it. i dont like being hurt and with love comes pain, at least as i know it. but i think i would love to have real love. a white dress and a black tux.
terei, alguma vez? quererei ter, sequer? não sei. não me parece uma ideia atractiva. podemos só ficar crianças para sempre, jovens bonitos que acordam com a luz delicada a bater no tecido das cortinas de linho. não vamos ser esposos, vá lá.
vamos só percorrer cidades nas pontas dos dedos, para sempre.
husbands…husbands are sometimes wonderful. they can be that person in your life that always has your back and loves you unconditionally. some husbands are like dreams, but some are not. Husbands are like a rock to some women. they are always there for them and wont let anything bad happen to them. Finding a husband is challenging, but there is always someone out there for every person.
To be the husband she needs me to be, I’m going to have to choose. I know it’s coming. She insists I either kill the man who’s threatening to upend our lives, or she’s out the door. The thing is… I’m scared she almost has me convinced to do it.
Raymond Masters
I want one. That’s for sure. Someone to hold me during winter months, to comfort me when I can’t stand on my own. It’s a sacred role and today’s society doesn’t see it. Hopefully, I will love someone so much one day to call them my husband.
Brittany
A husband is there for you, they love you, they cherise you, they take care of you. They never let you down, and they definiately should make you feel special. tHE BEST THING EVER IS A HUSBAND! just make sure you pick the right one.
Jill
I looked into his eyes- gorgeous grey eyes like a stormy sky. How could anyone look so amazingly beautiful? I was so lucky to be asble to call him my husband.
Antonia
the one for you, who you truly love with all your heart and soul and mind. he understands you and appreciates you for who you are. two pieces of a puzzle that fit together perfectly. true love.
i cant think of any inspiring sentence for this word (:
I always wanted the perfect husband. Tall, dark, and handsome of course. One whose smile would light up the room but would still be shy when he was around me. One who knew exactly what to do whenever I didn’t. One who would take care of me in this world where nobody else would.
how ironic. you told me the other day that you loved me and i told you i loved you too. neither of us had ever told anyone that we loved them in that way…but we told each other that. i can see you being mine…i can see you being my husband and me your wife. i can see us living together forever because i know God sent you to me…i know that God sent you to be mine…for me to your wife..and you to be my husband <3
Man. I have thought about this word so much it’s not even funny, and now that I have to write about it? I can’t think of a single thing to say!
i don’t have a husband yet. after all i am only 15. but someday, when i am older, i will get married to a guy who will love me for who i am and not who i try to be(: i can’t wait for that day to come. i love you(: whoever you are…
I don’t what it is with him,” I told Brenda, fiddling with my diamond necklace. “This isn’t like him.”
Brenda tried to be kind and sympathetic, but I could tell she was shaking her head and pursing her lips in her mind. She had been upset with him from day one. “Well, you know men,” she said softly, “Always up to this or that.”
lol that would be the word of today. i should shut up and keep being happy and not worry about if he is the one. Im just happy he is mine today.
He holds me close, his cold, thin, strong fingers still clapsed over my eyes. By now, I was getting ansty. “Oh, are we there yet?” I could practically feel is grin. “Nope, not yet.” Finally, it felt like years later, did his fingers fly off and my eyes were treated to a visual feast.
I don’t have a husband. I don’t want to get married for a very long time. I mean, I’m only twelve. though my grandmother got married at this age. had a baby four years later. Can you believe it? at 16! my dad keeps telling me he wants to me to get married, but i know he’s just joking. He freaks out every time I mention the name of a guy, but, again, joking.
“Look at him.” I whispered to my husband, who was seated next to me. “He’s so beautiful.” I held my son close.
“He’s so little.” Gonzalo whispered back. “Just one day old.”
“For a day old he brought a lot of joy into our lives.” I smiled.
I turned my head to the side to look at my husband. He was sitting at his desk, dimly lit by a small goose neck lamp. He had his glasses on, even though he needed new ones. They were in poor condition, being held together with masking tape. I had stepped on them one too many times.
animal husbandry, control, love. created by marriage, born in a church, in a field, in front of a holy reciter. bound by a ring, gold, breakable gold.
Oh, future husband of mine
Will you give me a sign?
I don’t know who you are,
But please, baby, don’t be far.
I’ve been through many, but none were right.
I think I just need a little bit of insight.
I’m looking for a guy who will be
My best friend, kind, sweet, and funny.
a husband. Who really needs one? I’ve come to think of a marriage as nothing more than a fancy way of saying you’re in a relationship. Now a days, they end just as quickly as they start, and all it really is, is a promise to each other. But in a world where promises are easily broken and almost never considered, why does a marriage have more meaning than anything else?
So, when I think about it too much, I get kind of worried. Almost as if the same band wrapped around the second finger on my left hand is also tightening around my neck and drawing me closer and closer to somewhere I never wanted to be. She says its love, I say its a contractual obligation. I never won that argument.
nice
sweet
hot
together
love
kids
family
house
wife
food
dogs
trips
hearts
babies
flowers
diamond
marriage
weddings
rings
tall
Husband near the river, he just drop his gun and left it in the window by the car, then he swam across the city to find the love of his life, and he was happy and finally he became a tree.
Ich dachte, an dem Tag, an dem Carolin ihren amerikanischen Mann zum ersten Mal “hubby” nennt und nicht “husband”, ist es vorbei. Dann ist sie endgültig keine mehr von uns, dann hat sie den Absprung geschafft. Es hat nicht lange gedauert. Hätte ich eigentlich vorher wissen können.
His days didn’t go very far anymore. He had always heard of the constrictions that accompanied the golden band, now suffocating blood supply to the nail of the second finger on his left hand, but he had never imagined this; the family based behicles and the school trips scheducled around his eight hour work day, all as a precursor to a physically detatched nights sleep beside his wife.
All I do is day dream of you. All I do is imagine the song that would play when I would walk down the aisle and all I see is you. All i imagine is the song I would sing for you, just me and my piano. All I do is imagine you wanting to be my husband. All I do is imagine you and me and us together forever. I love you so much it hurts.
“Just to look in your eyes again,
Just to lay in your arms
Just to be the first one, always there for you.
….
For you, for the rest of my life
For you, for the best of my life
For you alone, only for you.”
~John Denver
I will have a husband one day. Right now I can’t even get a boyfriend. I really want one but no one has caught my eye… It’s kind of sad. I just hope one say I’ll find that perfect man who I’ll marry. It’s weird knowing he’s on this planet right now… hmm…
we got my mom one of these for her birthday the other day. not in the human sense. this one is grey and really soft. you sit on your bed with your back against it, like a cushioned, supportive headboard. when i was younger, she told me it was called a reader. liar. ;)
Husband
Life saver. Friend. Confidant. Lover. Generous soul. Intelligent. Great smile. Tenderest of kisses. Strong embraces. Excellent provider. Smart smart smart. Funny.
he’s my everything! my one and only the one thats always on my mind. i love him so much. the way he laughs, smiles, grimaces when somethings difficult. the way he holds my hand and kisses my to bed each night. when we moved into our house for the first time he said dont ever be afraid ill never let anything harm you <3
another reason he felt his impending doom
the walls closing in and retreating all at once.
a box is not a prison when chosen
to love is to choose.
this is marriage.
What a sexy guy! Man. My husband’s the sexiest guy. I’m so, so lucky. Nah just kidding. He’s a d-bag.
The love of your life. I wish I had someone to care about me like a husband does. I don’t think I’ll get married though. I always think someone is the one but they never seem to get it right. Sad. Husbands.
The pursuit and skillful trapping of, redundant backstabbing and divorcing of, and the eventual renewed longing for, a husband.
I had never really wanted to get married, but I ended up with a husband anyways. I had toyed with the idea, never serious, until the day when immigration services showed up at my door. It was a rather sobering moment, when they informed him he was going to be deported. “Uhh,” he said, wildly looking around before grabbing my arm, “But we’re getting married,” I smiled, trying not to act surprised.
Future husband… how i love you even now. I’m in love with the idea of our future together and the children we’ll have. Husband, I love you for loving me as much as you do and will do. Husband, lover, best friend. My sweetheart and and my sun-and-stars. I love you.
husbands. i dont know if i want one or not. i mean i really would have someone who loves me. but im not sure about it. i dont like being hurt and with love comes pain, at least as i know it. but i think i would love to have real love. a white dress and a black tux.
“Husbands, love your wives.”
terei, alguma vez? quererei ter, sequer? não sei. não me parece uma ideia atractiva. podemos só ficar crianças para sempre, jovens bonitos que acordam com a luz delicada a bater no tecido das cortinas de linho. não vamos ser esposos, vá lá.
vamos só percorrer cidades nas pontas dos dedos, para sempre.
husbands…husbands are sometimes wonderful. they can be that person in your life that always has your back and loves you unconditionally. some husbands are like dreams, but some are not. Husbands are like a rock to some women. they are always there for them and wont let anything bad happen to them. Finding a husband is challenging, but there is always someone out there for every person.
I need to find something else to fill the void left behind.
That’s all, really.
Not that I was ever married anyway.
That’d be odd.
To be the husband she needs me to be, I’m going to have to choose. I know it’s coming. She insists I either kill the man who’s threatening to upend our lives, or she’s out the door. The thing is… I’m scared she almost has me convinced to do it.
I want one. That’s for sure. Someone to hold me during winter months, to comfort me when I can’t stand on my own. It’s a sacred role and today’s society doesn’t see it. Hopefully, I will love someone so much one day to call them my husband.
A husband is there for you, they love you, they cherise you, they take care of you. They never let you down, and they definiately should make you feel special. tHE BEST THING EVER IS A HUSBAND! just make sure you pick the right one.
I looked into his eyes- gorgeous grey eyes like a stormy sky. How could anyone look so amazingly beautiful? I was so lucky to be asble to call him my husband.
the one for you, who you truly love with all your heart and soul and mind. he understands you and appreciates you for who you are. two pieces of a puzzle that fit together perfectly. true love.