She looked at the venue she had walked into,
And watched the groom wait for the bride..
There was a longing in her,for someone to wait for her like that,
With extended arms,on the other side,with a promise of forever..
She walked back home,looking at her lover..
She smiled as she picked up her notepad..
And began drawing the perfect plan for her dream wedding..
From altar to colours of flowers,from rings to clothes of wedding..
She had planned one by one..
As soon as she got a little free time from her work,she began browsing for the perfect venue..
Afterall she wanted to marry her lover,to have a home in this noisy place..
She wanted to be called his lover,his wife,more than anything..
But why could she not see his face,when she closed her eyes..
And why was he so non coholant about it?
She stood,with the papers carrying her dreams..
As rain poured..
Alone,as her tear drops soaked the clothes she had put..
The wedding,was it really just a dream?
