I am aware that I will never be your bride. I'll never wear that white dress, see you teary-eyed at the end of an aisle, or have that first dance to our favorite love song. I'll never take your last name.
But I find solace in knowing I'll always be the girl who loves you deeply and who is loved by you deeply. I'll twirl in a thousand different dresses, giggling as you pour your compliments out. I'll see that immense and powerful love in your eyes each day, and I'll dance with you countless times in this lifetime. We'll engrave our names on each other's souls and be reminded of our love with each falling leaf, each gentle snowfall, each Sunray shimmering through the canopy of trees.
I don't need a declaration to the world, so long as I'm allowed to witness your declaration each day.
At the end of time, I'll smile at the knowledge that I experienced your love- and that is enough.
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Incongruity
PoezjaThis is where I will put my poems about my experiences. I just want somewhere to store them. If they resonate with someone, then I'm glad to have at least been a voice of familiarity in a world that feels so full of solidarity. Also I usually only w...
