That Wedding Of His Poem by Allysyn Bryant

“I was asked to write this poem for my friend. So that she could have something to remember a certain day and why she made the choice that she made. It’s sad but she insisted that I post it up on here, so yea… here it is. Enjoy.” – Allysyn

The bells are ringing, the birds singing…
Elegant, white flowers everywhere.
I don’t want to be here.
Dressed in my best dress, I feel like a mess.
My head is aching; I’ve had no rest.
I look up, his back to me, I see him standing there.
My heart is breaking; he’s hers for the taking.
She’s pretty; I’ll give her that.
Bright, green eyes. Long, blonde hair. Petite and sweet.
She’s marrying the man I love. I hate her.
But at the same time I wish them both well.
The way he looks at her with his deep, sea, blue eyes…
I hold back my tears; I must not cry.
Flashing back through memories…
Of when he use to look at me just the same.
Nothing could be better at the time, nothing better then that.
Long nights we spent together. Love unfolded.
Until that unfaithful day. I couldn’t stay.
I let him go, not because he strayed,
But because I knew better
She could love him more then I ever could.
They’re saying they’re vows now; I’m holding my breath.
His mother grabs my hand. She knows…
She thought it’d be me up there, not her. I thought so too.
Tears falling, I can no longer see, but I can hear…
One. Two. Three…
He says, “I do.”
My heart breaks in two.

November 18,2008