Dear Future Husband

So I randomly remembered this song from years ago and quite ironically the song is also called Dear Future Husband. My friend introduced it to me and for a while I couldn’t get it off my mind just like every other new song. The song was catchy and easy to remember; I’ll give it that. And at the time, it seemed to have made sense. I listened to it again today and no, it doesn’t make the sense it used to make.

The song expects the husband to treat the wife like a queen; to call her beautiful every night; to cater to her every need and apologize after every fight no matter who started it. Hmmm… sounds kind of demanding. Now I love me some attention, you know that more than anyone else but I only want you to treat me like a queen if I treat you like a king. I don’t want you to apologize even when I’m the one who’s wrong. I’d rather you tell me when I’m wrong so I can work on it and I can tell you likewise.

So, I made my own Dear Future Husband version:

Dear Future Husband,

Here’s a few things you need to know if you want to be my one and only all my life:

I know you love my cooking and I love cooking for you. I would appreciate helping out in the kitchen every now and then or keeping company.

Try and remember more dates.

Share more mundane details about everyday things, even ones you think might not be that important because they are important to me.

We’re equals in this and we’re both just as lucky to have found each other in this big world and we should both appreciate each other just the same. We’re two regular people who work very hard to make our relationship work. I don’t expect you to make any more sacrifices than I have to. We’ll have to meet each other half way.

Yours

P.S : Here is a link to the song : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ShlW5plD_40&list=RDGMEMQ1dJ7wXfLlqCjwV0xfSNbAVMShlW5plD_40&start_radio=1&pbjreload=101

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