Sometimes I write just to be writing. I could be writing nonsense...gibberish, if you will. But I like to just write. So this isn't going to be beautifully written. Just sayin.
That one moment of perfection.
The way he looked at her when she caught his eye took her breath away. Standing at the end of the aisle, next to his closest friends and in front of everybody, it seemed as if he only saw her. Slowly making her way down, she walked alone, for she had no one to give her away. She had just decided that her Father in heaven would be doing that part, even if nobody else could see Him. She felt His presence there, and it made the day that much more important. Her dress was beautiful. Her hair was done to perfection. Her makeup looked wonderful and her nails weren't even chipped. But the way he looked at her, the way his face shined and how wide his smile was. The way his eyes brightened and his dimples appeared, made her feel it. This was the moment of perfection. The moment when he sees her from across the room, walking towards him. The moment when she knows that he will forever be by her side. The moment when she is assured that he loves her. That she finally found the man God had made for her. She was certain. And when she had made her way to his side, when she took hold of his hands and said those two miraculous words, she knew. She knew that this meant perfection. This meant new. This meant love.
This is short. 😛 Sorry if you wanted more. Doubt it, but sorry anyways. I'm trying to work on Kings Cage, buuuuuut... Yeah. Need motivation, I guess. 😶 💜
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RandomThis is where I will put the completely random, has nothing to do with anything stories that I create when I have writers block. I'll put out a stick (or two or three) and write based off what the stick says. Please don't judge me... :)
