My husband kissed my head softly, and all I could think of was the deceit, the lies, the disloyalty, and the hatred and disgust I felt for him. And yet all these feelings were triggered by the sweetest and tenderest of actions, that would have caused me to swoon in the early days of our romance. The main cause of my contempt for him was that the betraying lips pressed to my forehead, had touched those of another woman.
I hope I can be a good husband one day. I want to be able to give my future family the lifestyle they deserve, while still being there as a role model and a support pillar for my kids and my wife. I want to be everything they need, while still teaching them the values I was taught as a kid so that they can make me proud as hey grow up.
I’ve never come so close to the meaning of the word as when watching my grandmother as the casket closed at my grandfather’s wake. They had ten children together, and more than 60 years of marriage.
My husband walked next to me as I cried. It seemed he did not know what to do. He had never understood the destruction of death. His opinion was obvious, it was something that happened then life went on. But my father was gone. And I needed him to hold me. I threw myself into his arms as I broke down once again, such a rare feat for me, but I’m so happy he broke the silence with his embrace.
Husband. Holds you tightly in the middle of the night so you are maybe less alone than you were earlier in the day, on the subway, in the city, downtown lost in a blur of passing faces that never recognize you and maybe dream of you later. But you dream of your husband as he holds you. You dream of the tickle of his kiss when he doesn’t shave and the hands on your waist, never less embarrassed than now.
Yes I have found a perfect guy to be this. Yes it may have been only 2 months but something is different with him. He is special and he will one day be mine forever.
Till the cows come home
Or so the old phrase goes
Here I stand perplexed, if not ambiguous
End of the road, a branching of paths not taken
Remembering a wisp of melody; patterns in the breeze
Songs I’ve never forsaken
Opaque blankets for the mind
Until the end of time
Lullabies are small comforts for those who are lithe in line with rhyme
As simple as it was, that was the life they had set out for me: go to school, graduated college, get a husband, have children. A vicious cycle of which I wanted no part.
Funny how things always work out differently than anybody expects them to.
Husband. Mr. 13 years almost. He might be sleeping, or reading, but I’m writing about him. How he leaves me notes on the bathroom mirror. And loves my cold feet. And is the complete opposite of me while being exactly the same. Love, that’s all.
Husband! Hah “Do you have intent on turning husband, Claudio,” Benedick said to him. husband. how about bachelor i dont want to be a husband marriage seems like something i dont want right now bachelor shall i never see a bachelor of three score again? husband is a poor word choice right now its very hard to write about this in one minute.
I know a husband. He messed up. He promised his kids that he would be there for them when he left. But he lied. And now he’s gone. Hush. You don’t belong.
Jajajaja soy un idiota. La verdad que me metí por un amigo pero en realidad no tengo idea de que hago acá jajajajajaja me como a clemen. Aaaaaa no tengo tiempo. La re quiero a la mina. Pero hay un problema con
I don’t think I will ever have a husband. No…I am not a lesbian, but love doesn’t exactly come easy for me. I haven’t even been given the chance to make myself vulnerable and my heart is already encrusted in a solid steel. There are no cracks, no weakness in the foundation, and I am trapped inside. Banging on the walls, with no satisfaction, only a dull metallic echo to provide me with company.
She stared at her husband in shock, he had just admitted that he had slept with 3 different women over his “Business trip” She didn’t know what to do, her heart broke in two and she just collapsed forward onto her knees, what else could she do?! the man she loved was a cheat!
She paced the floor back and forth wondering if she was ready for the jump. For him to be her husband was initially her dream but she wasn’t sure if that’s what she still wanted. Her mom knocked on the door, not knowing what doubts rushed through her daughters mind. Her mom yelled “Are you ready my darling?” In which the daughter had no reply.
How I wish I had a husband. I thought by this point in life he would have shown up and swept me off my feet. No such luck for this lady. Most days I just wish he were around for a hug or to share life with, other days I honestly wish he were here so I could blame him for something… lot easier than blaming myself. Alas… his gps seems to have failed and he is probably lost in the jungles of South America somewhere…
i dont hve one. im twele i mean i have a father thats sort of the same thing right? husband…. i think of 1D :D niall liam louis zayn harry perfect <3 hahaha TRUU
She paced the floor back and forth wondering if she was ready for the jump. For him to be her husband was initially her dream but she wasn’t sure if that’s what she still wanted. Her mom knocked on the door, not knowing what doubts rushed through her daughters mind. He mom yelled “Are you ready my darling?” In which the daughter had no reply.
Amid the din of the parade, another scene is unfolding
Closing the gap, we zoom to a quiet spectacle beneath the awning
Clefts appear only to conjoin, gently conforming, molding softly
Easy does it, now slip…
Slip…
Slip…
Annoying and sassy. Particularly weird yet loving. He is my husband and my soul mate. we are married and belong together. We are like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. always side by side. Nothing can come between us! We spent years getting to know each other, then we wrote the vows and are getting to know each other with a new sense of assurance.
My husband came home yesterday from Iraq. he ran up to me and gave a great hug with tears in his eyes. I love him so much. I nearly broke down telling him what had happened to our daughter. She had been taken from us while he was away.
luca prodan, soledad amor, estoy solo, boca juniors, lola obsesion? chini, agos wilfred, amo ver wilfred, quiero mucho a la gente con la que interactuo pero me cuesta que me traicionen, username just write, es grandioso esto, nose para que sirve, pero esta genial.
Someone who I would look up to
Who will share my soul emotions
Who will be there to hold my hand when I tumble
You shall be my husband when your heart desires
Once it desires, it would never turn back
My dearest husband
Husband – something I do not have and do not want to have for a long time. I don’t understand how some women will give up their whole life for their husband. Maybe that makes me selfish, but I could never be someones property or could never put my life on hold for a man.
husband, is what i might be one day.
Husband, has a wife.
husband has a son, or a daughter,
a ring, an engagement ring that ties 2 people together.
band, hus, tie, weding, tuxedo, celebration,
cake. parents, white dress
I pace back and forth as I wait for my husband to arrive home. “It’s been hours, he should b here by now” I think to myself. I start to get worried. “What if something happened” “What if he’s hurt” “What if…”
I pace back and forth as I wait for my husband to arrive home. “It’s been hours, he should b here by now” I think to myself. I start to get worried. “What if something happened” “What if he’s hurt” “What if…”
I wonder if I’ll be a good husband someday. I think about it a lot, but in reality, I have no clue as to when, who, where, and how I’ll get married. I’m pretty sure I’m not alone in that. Damnit.
Best friend. That is the first thing that comes to mind when I see the word husband. Somebody that will stand beside me through the journey of life, encourage me, hold me accountable, reassure me, be strong where I am weak and laugh with me until our bellies ache.
What’s that big band song? “I want to get married, yes I need a spouse….” I thought I’d have one by now, or at least an ‘intended.’ Education will do nicely for now.
The smell of daisies is heavy in the air. His love is beautiful, cheeks dotted with pink blush, lips full and round. Her brown hair is curled and drifts gently across her shoulders. Her hazel eyes meet his and she smiles. His heart swells with pride as his bride-to-be makes her way down the aisle.
I had always wanted to be a husband. I had spent years tracking down that perfect girl, who was to be my wife. Looking back, it was one of the best decisions I had ever made.
My husband kissed my head softly, and all I could think of was the deceit, the lies, the disloyalty, and the hatred and disgust I felt for him. And yet all these feelings were triggered by the sweetest and tenderest of actions, that would have caused me to swoon in the early days of our romance. The main cause of my contempt for him was that the betraying lips pressed to my forehead, had touched those of another woman.
I hope I can be a good husband one day. I want to be able to give my future family the lifestyle they deserve, while still being there as a role model and a support pillar for my kids and my wife. I want to be everything they need, while still teaching them the values I was taught as a kid so that they can make me proud as hey grow up.
I’ve never come so close to the meaning of the word as when watching my grandmother as the casket closed at my grandfather’s wake. They had ten children together, and more than 60 years of marriage.
My husband walked next to me as I cried. It seemed he did not know what to do. He had never understood the destruction of death. His opinion was obvious, it was something that happened then life went on. But my father was gone. And I needed him to hold me. I threw myself into his arms as I broke down once again, such a rare feat for me, but I’m so happy he broke the silence with his embrace.
Husband. Holds you tightly in the middle of the night so you are maybe less alone than you were earlier in the day, on the subway, in the city, downtown lost in a blur of passing faces that never recognize you and maybe dream of you later. But you dream of your husband as he holds you. You dream of the tickle of his kiss when he doesn’t shave and the hands on your waist, never less embarrassed than now.
Yes I have found a perfect guy to be this. Yes it may have been only 2 months but something is different with him. He is special and he will one day be mine forever.
Every girl has a future plan to has a husband. my future husband will be a good man,kind and soft hear
Till the cows come home
Or so the old phrase goes
Here I stand perplexed, if not ambiguous
End of the road, a branching of paths not taken
Remembering a wisp of melody; patterns in the breeze
Songs I’ve never forsaken
Opaque blankets for the mind
Until the end of time
Lullabies are small comforts for those who are lithe in line with rhyme
As simple as it was, that was the life they had set out for me: go to school, graduated college, get a husband, have children. A vicious cycle of which I wanted no part.
Funny how things always work out differently than anybody expects them to.
Husband. Mr. 13 years almost. He might be sleeping, or reading, but I’m writing about him. How he leaves me notes on the bathroom mirror. And loves my cold feet. And is the complete opposite of me while being exactly the same. Love, that’s all.
Husband! Hah “Do you have intent on turning husband, Claudio,” Benedick said to him. husband. how about bachelor i dont want to be a husband marriage seems like something i dont want right now bachelor shall i never see a bachelor of three score again? husband is a poor word choice right now its very hard to write about this in one minute.
I know a husband. He messed up. He promised his kids that he would be there for them when he left. But he lied. And now he’s gone. Hush. You don’t belong.
Jajajaja soy un idiota. La verdad que me metí por un amigo pero en realidad no tengo idea de que hago acá jajajajajaja me como a clemen. Aaaaaa no tengo tiempo. La re quiero a la mina. Pero hay un problema con
I don’t think I will ever have a husband. No…I am not a lesbian, but love doesn’t exactly come easy for me. I haven’t even been given the chance to make myself vulnerable and my heart is already encrusted in a solid steel. There are no cracks, no weakness in the foundation, and I am trapped inside. Banging on the walls, with no satisfaction, only a dull metallic echo to provide me with company.
She stared at her husband in shock, he had just admitted that he had slept with 3 different women over his “Business trip” She didn’t know what to do, her heart broke in two and she just collapsed forward onto her knees, what else could she do?! the man she loved was a cheat!
asdasda me canse de esperar
She paced the floor back and forth wondering if she was ready for the jump. For him to be her husband was initially her dream but she wasn’t sure if that’s what she still wanted. Her mom knocked on the door, not knowing what doubts rushed through her daughters mind. Her mom yelled “Are you ready my darling?” In which the daughter had no reply.
How I wish I had a husband. I thought by this point in life he would have shown up and swept me off my feet. No such luck for this lady. Most days I just wish he were around for a hug or to share life with, other days I honestly wish he were here so I could blame him for something… lot easier than blaming myself. Alas… his gps seems to have failed and he is probably lost in the jungles of South America somewhere…
i dont hve one. im twele i mean i have a father thats sort of the same thing right? husband…. i think of 1D :D niall liam louis zayn harry perfect <3 hahaha TRUU
She paced the floor back and forth wondering if she was ready for the jump. For him to be her husband was initially her dream but she wasn’t sure if that’s what she still wanted. Her mom knocked on the door, not knowing what doubts rushed through her daughters mind. He mom yelled “Are you ready my darling?” In which the daughter had no reply.
Amid the din of the parade, another scene is unfolding
Closing the gap, we zoom to a quiet spectacle beneath the awning
Clefts appear only to conjoin, gently conforming, molding softly
Easy does it, now slip…
Slip…
Slip…
Annoying and sassy. Particularly weird yet loving. He is my husband and my soul mate. we are married and belong together. We are like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. always side by side. Nothing can come between us! We spent years getting to know each other, then we wrote the vows and are getting to know each other with a new sense of assurance.
My husband came home yesterday from Iraq. he ran up to me and gave a great hug with tears in his eyes. I love him so much. I nearly broke down telling him what had happened to our daughter. She had been taken from us while he was away.
luca prodan, soledad amor, estoy solo, boca juniors, lola obsesion? chini, agos wilfred, amo ver wilfred, quiero mucho a la gente con la que interactuo pero me cuesta que me traicionen, username just write, es grandioso esto, nose para que sirve, pero esta genial.
I will wait.
Someone who I would look up to
Who will share my soul emotions
Who will be there to hold my hand when I tumble
You shall be my husband when your heart desires
Once it desires, it would never turn back
My dearest husband
I’ll wait if you will.
Husband – something I do not have and do not want to have for a long time. I don’t understand how some women will give up their whole life for their husband. Maybe that makes me selfish, but I could never be someones property or could never put my life on hold for a man.
husband, is what i might be one day.
Husband, has a wife.
husband has a son, or a daughter,
a ring, an engagement ring that ties 2 people together.
band, hus, tie, weding, tuxedo, celebration,
cake. parents, white dress
I pace back and forth as I wait for my husband to arrive home. “It’s been hours, he should b here by now” I think to myself. I start to get worried. “What if something happened” “What if he’s hurt” “What if…”
I pace back and forth as I wait for my husband to arrive home. “It’s been hours, he should b here by now” I think to myself. I start to get worried. “What if something happened” “What if he’s hurt” “What if…”
He would be the perfect husband, the perfect father for a child; but never mine.
The band that binds the relationship
I wonder if I’ll be a good husband someday. I think about it a lot, but in reality, I have no clue as to when, who, where, and how I’ll get married. I’m pretty sure I’m not alone in that. Damnit.
a person that loves you no matter what. sometimes it doesnt work out, but they loved you at one point and they may always love you.
Best friend. That is the first thing that comes to mind when I see the word husband. Somebody that will stand beside me through the journey of life, encourage me, hold me accountable, reassure me, be strong where I am weak and laugh with me until our bellies ache.
Oh wow. Loaded question. That’s way too real and way too close and way too far away. I don’t need you as a husband. I just need you.
What’s that big band song? “I want to get married, yes I need a spouse….” I thought I’d have one by now, or at least an ‘intended.’ Education will do nicely for now.
The smell of daisies is heavy in the air. His love is beautiful, cheeks dotted with pink blush, lips full and round. Her brown hair is curled and drifts gently across her shoulders. Her hazel eyes meet his and she smiles. His heart swells with pride as his bride-to-be makes her way down the aisle.
I had always wanted to be a husband. I had spent years tracking down that perfect girl, who was to be my wife. Looking back, it was one of the best decisions I had ever made.