Why don't you be the artist; and make me out of clay? Why don't you be the writer and decide the words I say?

Currently listening to Ellie Goulding's The Writer

Just a really wild thought.
Sometimes I do wonder,
Will my husband-to-be get to meet my grandparents? Both sides, my dad's and my mom's.

But I know I can't wait to introduce him to them.

p/s: I know its a bit weird to be talking about someone non-existent. haha. Like I said, just a really wild thought :P