Wedding Day

Walking down the aisle, her heart almost stopping.
Everyone is smiling, some even crying.
She sees the man of her dreams
Dressed in black, his smile gleams.
She hugs her dad, a final good-bye.
And she walks up to her groom, her heart in her throat.
He says his vows, she scans the crowd, and sees the man of her dreams.
A friend of her past, how could she have been so blind?
But it is too late now; she is this other man’s bride.
This groom was handsome, intelligent and loyal,
But something about him just didn’t fit.

He wasn’t the guy, he didn’t have that smile.
The one that kept her awake all throughout the night.
The one that made her feel as though everything was right.
It is now her turn, she can barely speak
And as she says her vows, a single tear rolls down her cheek.
She cannot do this, but she knows she must.
She gave this man her heart, he gave her his trust.
The priest is speaking, but she cannot hear him.
All she can think of is that heart throbbing grin.
The one that made her laugh, the one that made her cry.
She was just too blind to see the love she had for this guy.

“Speak now or forever hold your peace!” This is her last chance.
She looks around at the crowd, and he gives her a heartbroken glance.
She bites her lip and closes her eyes.
Her whole life is going to be nothing but a lie.
Time for the “I do’s,”- she is going to crack.
He says it with such pride, and he puts on her ring.

She looks at her mother, the only one who knows.
But she simply shakes her head and sighs.
If the groom knew, he’d die.
He loved her so much, she couldn’t do it.
She holds her breath, collects herself
And speaks the words that bind her, she says “I do.”
The ring is on her finger, it is too late.
She fakes a smile and they go to sign the papers,
With a shaky hand she signs her name,
And looks at her husband, he does the same.

Time for the first dance, but the bride is missing.
Where could she be? Everyone is listening.
All they hear is a scream, a scream of heartbreak.
The mother of the bride comes out with a note.
The bride is dead; no one knows what to say.
There is a moment of silence, then an outbreak of tears.
If only she hadn’t hidden her true love for all of these years.