A 105 is the number that comes to my head. When I think of all the years I wanna be with you, wake up every morning with you in my bed. That's precisely what I plan to do, yeah.
And you know one of these days when I got my money right. Buy you everything and show you all the finer things in life. We'll forever be in love, so there ain't no need to rush. But one day I won't be able to ask you loud enough.
I'll say, "Will you marry me?". I swear that I will mean it. I'll say, "Will you marry me?".
"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride!"
The moment I closed my eyes for that first kiss, I suddenly remembered how I fantasized about marrying Lucas Sandoval. I recalled when I aimed to have a complete and a happy family and how willing I am to spend a lifetime with him.
I felt a tear fell from my eyes as I felt his lips against mine, as I have realized that I just rather want to die right now in front of everyone than to live with him.
Before, I was dying just to be with him. Now, I am literally dying for being with him.
I dreamt about walking down the aisle to be with my love. Now, I just want to run away from him and never come back.
I once prayed to be part of his life.
Now I am- his battered wife.