09.23.20
I knew you drifted away from our memories. And it was okay. I knew you moved on from the innocence of our youth. And it was okay. I knew you found someone else to hold your affection. And it was okay. I knew I became a friend from being someone you loved. And it was okay. I knew you changed. And it was okay. I knew we are past the era of our youth. And it was okay.
But I guess it hit me deeper this time. It might be because of her wedding dress, with you by her side, holding her close for a wedding photo. It might be because of the smile you wore, screaming with triumph that finally you've got the girl. It might be because of the spark in your eyes, telling the whole world she finally has your last name attached to hers. It might be because of the laughter that came out from your mouth, feeling victorious of tying the knot.
It might be because of the happiness drawn on your face, living the best moment in your life. Dancing her around the ballroom while the crowd cheers. It might be because of where I stood and I knew it wasn't by your side. Tossing my champagne for the newlyweds as I witness my future crumbling before my eyes.
And maybe it hurts a lot because I know that a new life with her means an end to my hopes. A ring with her means a closed door for me. A vow with her means unfulfilled promises back in summer. A new day with her means an uncertain tomorrow for my broken heart. A night with her means midnight blues in my bed. A family with her means finally leaving yesterday's memories that were made with me. Maybe it tears me up because I know for certain that a happy ending with her means a tragic one for me.
—georginariver
