Malia
"You look beautiful, Mija" my mother exclaimed allowing her emotions to let loose. My dress was one of a kind, made for this very moment. I was one hour away from marrying my soul mate, my best friend, the love of my life, my partner in crime.
It wasn't easy getting to this moment, I honestly never saw this coming, as a little girl I never saw marriage in my future I wasn't the girl who played with baby dolls, I actually hated those girls. I wanted toy guns and I would collect limited edition swords I got my first real gun at the age of 14 and started collecting those as well. By the age of 18 I had every weapon you could think of, if it could kill someone best believe I was the first one buying it. To say the least I just wasn't your average girl.
Using my middle finger I pressed down on a tear that almost dared to ruin my make up. I smiled down at my mother from the pedestal I was standing on "thank you mama, I could've never imagined this day in my wildest dreams" I chuckled lightly, sniffling some. I refused to cry before my man could see this beat my make up artist did on my face.
"I saw you like this in all my dreams mija, I knew one day this side of you would show." She was smiling so bright I could tell she was completely thrilled for me and my eyes blurred from the tears, when you're all your mom has, this day of your life means so much to her and I understood completely. Sucking in a breath my eyes burned from holding back the tears but I managed, I reached for my moms hand she helped me off the pedestal and I pulled her into my love filled embrace "God, I love you so much mama, thank you!" I knew this was a moment that could play in my mind for the rest of eternity and I'd be so content with it.
Once I let go of my mother she went over to my wedding planner and started chatting with her, I just couldn't get over myself in this mirror. I never even thought I could look this good, I am completely stunning my long black hair was swooped into a low pony that stopped at the top of my butt, my dress was covered in pieces of diamonds and rhinestones, hugging my curves in all the right places, my tits were sitting nice and the way it fit my ass I knew he was gonna drool over me and my train, my train was to fucking die for. I was fleeked for the gawds honey, it looked like an angel graced me. My head started to spin as I stared at myself just thinking of how I got to this point, I sat on a close by sofa and since I had some time I decided to take a trip down memory lane.
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