Will you be gentle?

I have a question for you today. It’s a simple one, but it feels like the most important question in the world, especially at my age.

"Will you be gentle?"

I don't just mean in the bedroom. I mean in everything!

Will you be gentle with my heart, which has been through a few storms and is a little more careful than it used to be? Will you be gentle with my insecurities, the little voices that sometimes say I'm not good enough? Will you be gentle with my past, which is a part of me but doesn't have to define our future?

I think we spend so much time looking for passion, for fire, for excitement. And those things are wonderful. But as I get older, I find myself craving gentleness more. I want a man whose hands are strong enough to build a life with me, but soft enough to wipe away my tears. I want a man whose voice is confident, but who can speak to me in a way that feels like a warm blanket.

Gentleness is not weakness. It is strength. It is the choice to be kind when you could be harsh. It is the choice to be patient when you are in a hurry. It is the choice to be tender with another person's soul.

So, when I meet someone new, that's the question I am asking in my heart. Not "Are you rich?" or "Are you handsome?" but simply, "Will you be gentle?"

Because a gentle man is a rare and precious thing. And he is the only one I want to give my heart to!