Lucentbeauty's Musings

Young and not in Love

I stood high at a distance
Watching as they bought my bride home
Never had I seen her
Yet home she would soon be
I can see her wiping her face
I guess she is crying
It is customary
Yet somewhere in me
I believe it's more than that
I'm not meant to see her this way
But my curiosity had to be fed
I'm safe up here
No one can see me
Her friends try to cheer her up
But it seems to only make her cry more
So many articles
They bring with her
To her new home
To help her in her role
As my wife
I did nothing at all.
My family had made the arrangements
All I was allowed to do was prostrate
The day we went to ask
Even a word I didn't utter
Useless
I torn off a leaf
I hope to make her proud
To be a better husband
Than she expects
Why do I feel this way
Towards a girl
I have never met
Maybe I long for things
To be different
To have fallen in love
Before marriage
But tradition must be respected
I hope my dear,
I can make you love me
And we both create a home we would cherish.