I am in this time loop
Constantly re-living the worst and best day of my life.
With you, walking in your crisp white clothes
Barefoot as the soft grass tickles your toes
And the sun showering your glowing face
And for a split second, you turn around
Searching the crowd for my face
And you find me–
My eyes, lingering, longing, brimming with unshed tears
And you smile in a weird, beautiful kind of way.
I blow kisses and gesture for you to move on.
You take a deep breath, take a last step forward and take her hand in yours.
This scene replays over and over and over in my head…
But there is no doubt that I would always choose your happy ending over mine.
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