His Wedding Day

Your dream wedding fulfilled... or not.

His Wedding Day


Bathed by the grace of my aspiration
lulled by the beautiful serenade
I am here--
the fulfillment of the entourage.
And as my beating heart warms my cold feet,
the margin of error closes down to zero;
all doubts, all worries are melted by the smiling faces that greet my gaze.

My steps, as they land on the red carpet,
pull the final hour down into exciting minutes...

of love
of us
of our eternity

and my dreams shall be granted at the center stage--
the altar.

but...

fabricated: it's what the world inside my head is. Make believe. An illusion.

It is devastation that washed my being as you took her hand.
and the serenades are my sobs that sing goodbye to you.
for this moment doesn't belong to me.
and so my heart shall only beat to die.
all reasons, all purpose experience death as the tears leave my eyes,
all colors fade to black.

My steps then lead me into nothingness,
for i have accepted the bitter truth,
that the minutes of sorrow will stretch into hours, into days, into years and into a lifetime..

an eternity without you.

Reviews

[Jack...]

Oh I know this feeling well and it saddens me ever time I think about it, fortunately I don't think about it that much anymore. Life does change and we move on whether we want to or not. We may think we will never get over it, but in most cases we do. Very nice and it spoke to me...I am not alone.

[headoverheart]

Oh you definitely are not alone. There are a lot of us :)) thank you very much for reading, and I am glad i have assured you that you're not the only :)