The Waiting Bride

big day

July sixth

3 p.m.

Our wedding

It's 30 minutes past three.

They tell me it's just traffic.

I look at the aisle

where I'll march later.

I look at the mirror.

I look beautiful.

He's on his way,

they reassure me.

I smile.

I know better.

I love him;

He loves her.

I touch my belly.

Not even this can change his mind.

I was foolish

to even expect...

Author's Note

Another experiment.

Reviews

[Frieda P]

Ahhh hit and run, nasty boy...play without paying the piper, not nice...you pen'd it just right Arzel.

[Blue]

His loss. Haha. Thank you, dear Frieda.

[Cassie]

wohooooooooooo......I did not expect that ending, i thought you would end it and the pastor said may you kiss the bride after announcing you husband and wife.

[Blue]

I don't like happy endings (in poems, songs, and movies anyway). Haha. Thank you for dropping by, Cassie.

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

I love the story line to this one hun.
Its sad and very romantic but tragic at the same time.
its heart breaking when you love someone so much, and not only do they not return that love, but they give there love to someone else.
Heartbreaking write :)
Well written :)

[Blue]

Thank you again, Cimmy. I'm a huge fan of tragedies.

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

your most welcome hun anytime :)