There she stands,
Afraid to speak,
Her dress trailing,
At her feet.
He looks at her,
And she at him,
Takes a deep breath,
And holds it in.
The longest walk of her life begins,
All eyes in her direction,
Hundreds of people in the room,
And she has all their attention.
As she nears him those by her side depart,
She is left to stand alone,
Her future staring back at her,
“This is what good girls do, when they are fully grown,”
With every step, she knows it’s wrong,
This is a mistake,
She needs to run away and hide,
But can’t, it’s too late.
His smile shows his love for her,
Of this she has no doubt,
Her eyes they dart around the room,
“Crap there’s no way out!”
Her breathing quickens, her heart stops,
The next 60 years go by,
The worst part is she won’t be there,
It just makes her want to cry.
She looks at him, apologises,
And runs the other way,
For the wishes of those around us,
Shouldn’t be the reason to stay.
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Author:
DD. (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 3rd, 2016 03:35
- Category: Short story
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Comments2
Very powerful write. Makes me wonder if it really happened!
It didn't I promise, but it could of very easily happened with my last relationship
Beautiful and powerful write
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