Five years had passed since our first date. We are both in college. Mark asked me to marry him just a year ago. It really was very sweet. He took me back to my home town to that park. He lead me to that bridge and proposed. He still hasn't smiled but I've learned to look past it.
We both went to the same college. Not for each other but maybe that was a part of it. He wants to start his own business. I always said he'd be a good boss man with his intense gaze. And as for me, I've always been an athlete so I'm a college cheerleader and will be a coach one day. Mark promised to go to all of my games.
Now that we are in college, mark has a lot of friends! And I finally have authentic friends as well. Marriage will change some things but there is no one else I'd rather be with.
I stood in front of the mirror looking at myself in the white dress. Memories flooded my mind of Mark and me. Even if he'll never smile I'll smile twice as much for the both of us.
I was ready. I went to my spot and waited with my Father. This day really was going to be very emotional. I watched as the people went ahead of me. Soon enough I was next, my heart pounded. The music began to play and my Father lead me through the doors.
There he stood. Mark. The love of my life. His eyes focused on him and him alone. As I was lead down the isle. I noticed something.
Mark smiled.
My eyes widened, I was the first in the room to see him smile. I saw tears in his eyes as well. When I noticed that I felt tears in my own from seeing his expression.
My Father left my side and Mark held out a hand for me to take and moved in front of him. I did and no more than a moment later I heard gasps in the crowd. Their attention was now on him too.
"Mark.."
"You just look so beautiful"
That was his excuse for crying by not much later I heard a sound I've never heard before.
Mark laughed.
It was music to my ears and finally I smiled bright.
Later I put these pieces together. Mark had realized that it was okay to smile and laugh even when you cry. Bad things may happen but it's okay to smile.
So reader, keep on smiling
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