I lift it up
It gets closer and closer
I lay it across
With one quick jerk
Everything spills out
I wince in pain
And throw my head back
I drop it, it falls
Into a puddle of me
I try not to scream
I clutch it tightly
It spilled all over my wedding dress
This is my perfect wedding
I look down and sigh
Then in an instance close my eyes
As I bring it up again
I let it sit above the last
But this one is slow
I enjoy the pain
As I watch it drain
I get awaken from my thoughts
Theres a knock at the door
I jump because I'm dazed
"Are you ready honey?"
"Yes, I guess I am"
I wrap it up
And open the door
This is my wedding
Everyone is looking at my dress
Thats stained with red
My father whispers
"Honey, did you accidentally cut yourself?"
I nod as he leads me to my husband
He looks confused, worried, and surprised
I just take his hand and face the alter
Well, I think I did
I don't remember my wedding
I wake up in an ugly blue room
With a musky, medical smell
Where a nurse is standing over me
"Oh you're awake now"
She says as I open my eyes
My husband walks in with flowers
"Oh honey, you're alive! Thank god"
He tries to kiss my forehead but I turn away
He straightens up and looks at me
"Did we say our vows and I dos?"
I ask hoping we never did and he replies
"No you fainted before we did"
"Good, I do not love you"
The room starts to spin, so I close my eyes
I know he is looking at me with hurt eyes
But I don't care anymore
I don't love him
I never did
