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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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