The Tortured Poets Department

Lover

__________________________________________
Can we all please ignore that Lover is no longer such a romantic song? It was when I wrote this. We all still thought it was such a romantic song and now I am not so sure.
__________________________________________

I was stood right outside the church. My dress was far too long and far too extravagant, but it was the perfect dress. It was everything I had been dreaming about since I was a little girl. With lace details, pears, and a neckline that was just revealing enough.

Alexia was stood just inside the door. We had decided to walk up the aisle together, but we still wanted our dresses to be a secret until we were walking. I was nervous!

Alicia stood beside me, along with three of Alexia's teammates who I had gotten closer to, Jana, Fridolina, and Ingrid.

"You look gorgeous Ettie! Alexia won't be able to look at you without crying" Fridolina said, reassuring me slightly. However, I was still very nervous. This was the moment I had been waiting for since we met in 2022 and I wanted everything to go perfectly.

I walked in when the music started to play. As soon as I saw Alexia, my breath hitched. She looked gorgeous, wearing a backless dress. It was simpler than mine, with no lace details, but it was just her taste. I could see all the tattoos on her back, even the one she had made after we met. A little cowboy hat, a dedication to my song and how alike we were.

A camera team had taken place, it was the wedding of the century. The most famous singer in the world at the moment, and the two-time Ballon D'or winner. Everyone wanted to see us get married, and who were we to deny them that.

"Vad vacker du är" Alexia whispered to me. "You look gorgeous too, bonita" I whispered back. We were both smiling like fools, but that was allowed on your wedding day.

We walked up the aisle together, hand in hand. Our bridesmaids walked ahead. They were all wearing blue. Everyone wore a different suit or dress, tailored to their body and preferences in style. They were all so gorgeous, but no one was prettier than my Alexia.

Eli was sitting in the first row, along with Alba. She was already crying, and I did my best to keep my eyes dry. Beside Eli and Alba, there were two empty chairs. One of them had a picture of my mom on it, and the other bore a picture of Jaume, Alexia's dad.

We had decided to not read our wows out loud. It was much more intimate to only let the person you were going to marry read them. Even though I was an artist, writing the wows was hard. I wanted everything to be perfect and it took me longer than it should have to write them.

Odette's wows

I still remember that day when we first kissed. How you had just had your surgery and I was doing my best to avoid your injured knee. That was also the day I realised I was in love with you. The most important thing to me was how you wanted to be with me, even though it meant you would always be in the spotlight, and not for your own achievements, but simply because you were my girlfriend. I hated that for a while, but you were always so noble about that. You still wanted to be with me, even though I could never give you peace. That was enough for you, and it meant the world to me.

Every day with you is a new adventure, but your support is everything I could wish for. I love how you try and come to every show I have.

I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you. I love you more than anything else in this world Alexia.

It is an honour to be able to marry you!

Ps. Writing this was one of the hardest things I have ever done:)