Ravishing in your tailor-made suit,
Standing tall amidst the crowd.
You stood there on the altar, waiting for me.
As I walk down the aisle,
Memories came crashing in my mind like waves.
Flashback to our seven f*cking blissful years together,
Ups and downs that we have overcome,
And all the plans and promises.
Tears drift along your cheeks.
What are those tears implying?
Happiness or sorrow?
At the end of the aisle,
You held my hand and hugged me tight.
"I'll love you forever, even when I can't"
Then you gave my hand to him,
To your best friend.
The day, I married your best friend.
