A special day in my life draws forth, a day which on the sea of love I’m supposed to float. Fast approaches my wedding day, a day I longed for, until today…
The love we shared was like no other, I couldn’t wait to introduce you to my mother, we fought our way through our problems and won, all our problems, all but one.
The times we shared were far more than fun, and I dreamed of the day you would have my son…
I had our future planned out so perfect, but the times grew dark as we approached it. As I fix my tie while facing this mirror, there’s a smile on my face, but my eyes, they shiver.
I walk to the isle while recalling our memories, yet I feel I’m entering enemy territories, there’s a smile on my face, a smile genuine and true, a smile that only exists because I’m thinking of you.
I hear not one word the pastor speaks, in my hands, my legs, my heart I’m weak… Unveiling your mask before I say “I do”… as if I didn’t know before, when I lift your veil, my heart seems to fail, oh tell me what, oh what should I do? Should I hurt this person and follow through? Oh how did I let it reach this far? Do I say “I do” from my mouth or should I speak from my heart?
All these questions came, after I removed the veil, all these questions came as I recalled my trail, oh what, oh what do I now do, since I’m sure my eyes don’t fail, what do I do now since right after I remove the veil, the person I now see isn’t you...
By Paul B. Peddie
February 3, 2010
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