Time and time again

You know, I never pictured myself where I am today. I mean, I'd always imagined myself with a husband, two kids, a dog, and a big house. Not with truck loads of cash, paparazzi at every corner, endless admirers, and no privacy. This life, I didn't ask for it. Quit honestly it's horrible. After awhile you loose your sense of reality and question yourself. And that's what I'm doing now. And this isn't the time to be wondering what I'm doing now. Especially when there is a man I barely know, standing at the alter waiting for me. I don't even know if I actually love him, or if he loves me. I think he only wants me because of the fame and money I hold.

Why did I even accept his proposal?

Oh yeah. It's cuz I have no feelings. He doesn't know it yet, but I'm dead inside. I can't feel anything anymore. I'm numb. But not numb enough to know that this is wrong. So this is why I've found myself at the corner of broadway and fifth, standing in my wedding dress with a lot of people snapping pictures of me.

I'm staring up at the billboard, twiddling with my rose necklace with all these thoughts racing across my mind when I see a little girl drop her teddy bear on the cross road. I quickly race to pick it up and am about to give it to her when a sudden honk interrupts me. That's when I see the car coming at me.

I didn't react.

I didn't run.

I stood there watching as it came racing towards me. And that's the moment I had would have became free.

Or so I had thought.