I Hope he Loves you like This.

I Hope he Loves you like This. {Poem}


I hope he cooks you breakfast
Knowing how you like your eggs
how you take your coffee
how little or how much you wish to speak.
I hope he cooks you dinner, too
For no reason at all.

I hope he holds your hand proudly
as you walk through a room
of people you don’t know.

I hope he builds you up
until you are standing on a pedestal
of your own creation.

I hope he encourages you to make art
take risks
travel the world
be alone—
always knowing that you’ll be back
home in his warm embrace
as long as his heart is open.

I hope he wears his heart on his sleeve
and is not shy
to adorn yours
as well.

I hope he is the kind of person
who, when presented with the ocean,
will not shy away
from diving in
to ride the waves.

I hope he is all of himself
unafraid to own
his stories
no matter how dark they may seem.

I hope he can see that all of you
is in the stars
poking through
the dark sky
of your past.

I hope he is not scared
by your ability to choose growth
your ability to not be held hostage
by the person you were yesterday
last week
last year.

I hope his attention span
is as long as every word
that exits your mouth
your heart.
I hope that he hears your truth
and meets it with gratitude
for your vulnerability.

I hope he loves you
in a way you didn’t know love existed.
For you have only seen love
in other places
with shaky ground that fell
beneath your hopeful feet.

This is who I hope
for you—
Because you are worthy
of being loved
by a heart so bright
the sun blushes
in admiration.


Author: Annabelle Blythe

Originally appeared on Elephant Journal

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  1. what a divine poem. Romantic and perfect, as it can only be in art? No, not only in art. Even if reality can never be perfect like this poem, our feeling can be perfect. Our joy in the love of the similarities, the understanding, alone can already give that feeling of bliss that is described here.

  2. Noonespecial I know you probably don’t believe a word I say anymore, however I am either going to made the biggest mistake of my life or the dream of a lifetime… last week and this I got to talk to my only two trusted souls…that finally helped me…you have help me with the posts and articles to read when I needed to hear it… I don’ Believe anyone but you knew how much that meant…l was never playing any game… I know sorry doesn’t cut it for any of the words I spoke/posted but I am… there are things I found a new understanding in the last two days reading… I can’t always talk or post in my current situation… just one reason to be silent… the other I never want to say anything misleading to you… I have more questions than answers…I never wanted or could hurt you even though I believe I have… I felt it as much as you…you call it karma… I call it something else… I hope I could have coffee and a real conversation after Xmas… to clear all the air peacefully and wherever I go…here, alone or else… biggest decision of my life… I would hope to be a friend when I change… if you tell me to f— k off I could understand… you have me peace and I didn’t do the same… so sorry… look at it from my perspective… I won’t give praise as that would come across as bs…it is important to be at peace for both… you may already…Always.

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