THE PERFECT DAYA Chapter by Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)pure fictionToday is the perfect day, the finest day of my death Holding a fine bouquet like this is the perfect wreath Those eyes are watching me while I'm wearing this wedding dress But the queen in their eyes, has these heart and mind in a mess. I remember the last time that we talked to each other When you gave me that call that I won't forget forever I was trying to be strong but my eyes were full of tears I tried to say these words though my heart was full of fears: "My love, at this time, I won't ask so many things from you You have done so much for me and you know it hurts me so I can do nothing today but just to cry over you You'll be alone and I'm here preparing to say "I do". But I have a request my love, the last favor I'll ask Before the day of my wedding, please be there,please come so fast Don't be late, be on time, I will wait for you 'til the last When I give my vow to him, there won't be no time for us." And now I am walking in this humble aisle of my grave I take the last glance at the door for a hope that I'll be saved But no shadow of you there, now I have to face my death I can hear my heart's mourning from the sound of the wedding bells. Today is the perfect day, the finest day of my death Holding a fine bouquet like this is the perfect wreath As I have realized how fool I am, why I believed? Today is the perfect day, let them watch my perfect death... © 2016 Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)Author's NoteFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorDaisie Vergara (Dhaye)PhilippinesAboutHello! I am Dhaye, a public secondary school teacher, a passionate artist "married" to her dream. I write in different perspectives. So please know NOT all my works are about me. .. more..Writing
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