Your Wedding Poem by Cait Oiler

I can still recall how it would be,
White roses lining the halls,
Candles, flickering in-between smiles,
Fingers laced with fingers thinking that this moment would last forever,
But someone coughs,
And the lump in my throat starts to rise,
I'm watching the scene unfold while sitting alone in a pew,
Your lips brush against hers and for you the moment will last forever,
I blink to erase the memories and proceed to join the crowd in standing as you exit my heart forever.