ONE
To my dearest Tim,
I can still remember the smell of that day. The taste of it didn't go away, leaving my mouth dry that it was difficult to swallow. The day when I was more than ready to live life, yet I was knocked down over the edge. It was the day I thought would be the happiest day of my life - but it turned out otherwise.
...
LOOKING out of the small-scale window, I was kissed by the warmth breeze of June. Dressed in a lovely wedding gown, I stared at my reflection with wet eyes. Round and round and around I spun, together with the finest silk of my wedding dress.
I was in so much joy.
"Look at you!" She squeaked. "You're the most beautiful bride I've ever seen." A compliment coming from my mother of course.
"Let's go, the groom is waiting for you honey."
It was a mixture of rains and rainbows. The feeling was overwhelming. I was very excited.
Spent minutes along the way, my excitement consumed me. I was confused of what I was feeling. It's normal though, said mother.
We came to stop as I was welcomed face to face by relatives, friends and acquaintances. Cheering and chirping altogether out loud. Applauding even. Happy faces all over.
But -
"Where is the groom?"
"The groom isn't here yet."
I heard someone says.
I adjusted my couture. "It's okay Prim." I whispered to myself. You must be very anxious as well. I reassured myself that maybe you forgot your tie or something while on your way and you need to get back.
That's what I thought.
Glances and susurrations. Eyes sharing mutual stares - sympathy.
"It's okay honey, he'd be here soon." Thank you mother. She never lose track to console her only child.
Hours..
Seemed lifetime..
I knew deep inside me something did happen. You loved me so dearly. You won't leave me hanging. You can't do this to me. - I was wrong.
Make-up smeared, loosened hair strands, blood-stained wedding gown. I never imagined I would be exchanging vows and sacraments in the hospital.
Hands intertwined, we pledged the precious words. "I do. - Till death do us part."
But you can't stay long. You couldn't.
"Baby please, don't leave me." I whispered to you with pleading eyes, voice cracked.
"Baby no, please listen to me. Don't close your eyes. Just don't please." You seemed to ignore me.
"Baby," I shook your head gently, "Not yet baby."
You lost your grip to my hand. You let go. "No please."
The machine beeped, the lines went straight. Everyone's in alarmed state.
My vision was blurred. I was snapped out of contact with reality. I couldn't remember anything next.
