The wedding

As soon as my eyes fell upon the bride gliding down the aisle, I knew it didn’t matter anymore. Her eyes were filled with such hope, such dreams and an emotion more powerful than anything I had ever claimed to feel for her. I wondered what it would have been like if it were me she was walking towards. If it were me she was hoping to spend the rest of her life with. The thought left me as soon as it had come.  It was all irrelevant now.

I braced myself to conceal any ill thoughts that would cross my mind during this ceremony. I knew I could not display any hurt or longing that my insides were screaming with. This would be the moment of my greatest courage. My mind filled up with pictures of heroes going to battle, the great moments of courage strewn across science fiction. I knew I would have to muster all the bravery I could, to get through the next part.

She had halted before the man of her dreams. She was radiating a glow that was lighting everyone around her. As the words, “If anyone here has any objections to this couple getting married, let them speak now or forever hold your peace” were uttered I felt a gut wrenching pain inside where I wanted to shout and stop the wedding. I said nothing and neither did anyone else. After the vows, the “I do”, the exchange of rings and the kiss I couldn’t wait to get out of there.

As I was leaving, a bridesmaid smiled at me and said, “Beautiful ceremony eh?” I looked into her eyes filled with tears suitable for such occasions. I simply nodded and left as fast as my legs could carry me.

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