I gingerly made my way,
Ambivalence destroying my mind
I was finally finding transcendence,
My life had at last aligned
I hoped my makeup could conceal,
What I felt inside
Under my diaphanous veil,
Today, I was the bride.
And that was when I saw you,
The one I didn't want to see
Tears threatening to fall,
I smiled miserably
White veil and red roses,
My dream had come true
The only person missing-
In my story was you
As I made my way up front,
I let the old memories die
You made the mistake of letting me go,
And now I wasn't your bride.
~Via
True, she didn't find him at the end of the aisle.
Instead, she found herself.
If he let her go once, it meant that he didn't love her enough to have faith in their story and that he didn't trust that they would last.
She was strong enough to realize that by showing up in the last moment and trying to change her mind, he wasn't proving her anything. He was too late, and she wasn't going to rectify his mistake.
She was going to get her happy ending with someone else because he decided when their story was at The End.
Let the black of Ebony symbolize the love that died the night he chose to end their relationship, and let Ivory symbolize the white veil she truly deserved.
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~Via ❤
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