Short Stories

Princess

She looked as beautiful as ever, the flowers matched the decor.
I slid the wedding ring onto her finger and held her cold hand.
I moved some hair away from her delicate face as I whispered "I love you".
A tear rolled down my cheek as tuned back in to what the priest was saying.

"May she rest in peace and watch over us all from heaven, amen."
Goodbye my sweet princess, I'll always love you.