I can only imagine…
I can only imagine that on that day, as I stand before her, family, friends, and God, staring into those eyes, reading and reciting those vows…
I can only imagine that beyond the make-up and glittering face behind the veil, that combines the beauty of about a thousand people, together in one frame, whose appearance calms many ranging seas…
I can only imagine looking beyond all, into the soul of the most amazing person I’ve met, this kind human, who has honored me with her hands, on this path…
I can only imagine that I’ll be standing there, in all sincerity and truth, that indeed, I mean it, and with her, I choose to do the rest of this life with…
I can only imagine that I look into the future and see, with excitement, the possibilities of the things written concerning us…
I can only imagine that when I’m asked, my ‘Yes’ wouldn’t be a script, but of a certainty, that I’ll be sure it is where I want to be, and with whom I want to be with, goofiness, imperfections, and all…
I can only imagine that when I say the vows and every word in it, it is because I mean it, and intend to keep it…
I can only imagine that as I dance, in, out, and about, the joy is really deep within, and not just a façade to fulfill all righteousness…
I can only imagine that indeed that new phase of life wouldn’t merely be of social expectations, a succumb to its pressure, but that indeed I want to really, actually, and matter of factly, be married to this one and be called her husband.
I can only imagine just how nice it would be.
I am the ImisiOluwa; it is these imaginations that make the wait worth it.
