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

 with kisses

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.