DEAR FUTURE HUSBAND
If at all you exist,
then I guess you should die.
Die for making me wait this long.
If at all your happy,
then may sadness fall into u.
If at all you are sick,
then let you get sicker.
If at all you are rich ,
then become a church mouse.
You should suffer until you find me.
Simply because I am your happiness.
Endure until you find me......
© Heather Jamaicah