I do
I looked at him and he looked at me.
That sparkle in his eyes almost makes me cry.
He’s wearing that tux that looks perfect on him.
I then realize.
I’m marrying my bestfriend.
The man of my dreams.
The one I want to spend the rest of my life with.
He chose me, out of all the women in the world.
He chose me.
She looks like a beautiful angel.
Dressed in that white gown.
She is the only one I see in the room.
No one else matters to me besides her.
She is beautiful.
Perfect,
and Mine,
Forever.
All I have to say is ‘’I do.”
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