The Bride
"Could you ask him? Please? I know you're friends. And I really need to know. Could you ask him if he likes me?"
I see the conversation playback in my mind. 15 years since that first crush. I remember this conversation to this day. Because you never really forget the first time your heart breaks.
But what I feel now is love like I have never felt before. You know it's real love when the only time he makes you cry is when he makes you doubt his feelings. But there he is, the perfect groom; Laughing with his buddies. I take a step into the church, the laughing face turns to a sly smile as the orchestra starts playing our song. Walking down the aisle to the man of my dreams.
I reach him, the preist does his bit and then the vows. I go first, using every instance I have known him to sum up my feelings entirely and I end it with, "I love you." He hadn't even said it yet, not even on the day he had proposed. All he had said was that he cares. But today, I'm sure he will. I eagerly wait for his vows.
The Groom
"Hey... Do you want to go out with me"
I get reminded by my childhood friend of the many many times I had approached a girl with this question and then backed away. But it took me just five months to realise that she's the one. I remember our conversatios from the first time we met to this day. Because you never really forget the first time you meet "the one."
I feel this sense of attachment that I haven't felt before. I know there would be a lot of pain ifii were ever to lose her. And there she is, the perfect bride; nervous at the entrance. The orchestra starts playing our song and I remember the first time I made her listen to it. There walking down the aisle was the woman of my dreams.
The priest starts off with the usual shenanigans and then the vows. She goes first, bringing up every instance of true happiness and she ends it with, "I love you." The truth is, I am not in love with her. I don't know if I ever can be. I finish my vows making sure she knows how much she means to me. I turn around to get the rings, and "I'm sorry, I can't do this." She steps away from me.
"Could you ask him? Please? I know you're friends. And I really need to know. Could you ask him if he likes me?"
I see the conversation playback in my mind. 15 years since that first crush. I remember this conversation to this day. Because you never really forget the first time your heart breaks.
But what I feel now is love like I have never felt before. You know it's real love when the only time he makes you cry is when he makes you doubt his feelings. But there he is, the perfect groom; Laughing with his buddies. I take a step into the church, the laughing face turns to a sly smile as the orchestra starts playing our song. Walking down the aisle to the man of my dreams.
I reach him, the preist does his bit and then the vows. I go first, using every instance I have known him to sum up my feelings entirely and I end it with, "I love you." He hadn't even said it yet, not even on the day he had proposed. All he had said was that he cares. But today, I'm sure he will. I eagerly wait for his vows.
The Groom
"Hey... Do you want to go out with me"
I get reminded by my childhood friend of the many many times I had approached a girl with this question and then backed away. But it took me just five months to realise that she's the one. I remember our conversatios from the first time we met to this day. Because you never really forget the first time you meet "the one."
I feel this sense of attachment that I haven't felt before. I know there would be a lot of pain ifii were ever to lose her. And there she is, the perfect bride; nervous at the entrance. The orchestra starts playing our song and I remember the first time I made her listen to it. There walking down the aisle was the woman of my dreams.
The priest starts off with the usual shenanigans and then the vows. She goes first, bringing up every instance of true happiness and she ends it with, "I love you." The truth is, I am not in love with her. I don't know if I ever can be. I finish my vows making sure she knows how much she means to me. I turn around to get the rings, and "I'm sorry, I can't do this." She steps away from me.
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