The most beautiful Wedding

It was the happiest day of his life
Picture him, young man
Handsome in a thin devoted way
Eyes full of never ending hope, happiness, heart.

Dressed in Armani
Waiting in the warm church
Hear those birds sing in celebration
Yellow and white flowers at the end of each pew
Perfectly matching the ribbons, the yellow tie on a black shirt and suit

The family smiling
And crying
And talking in time
Well dressed and sober
Set for a good time

Could you envisage a more picturesque stained glass window?
East facing in the early morning
Coloured light shining down on the priest’s robes’ splendour
The music begins, her favourite
What more could a hopeless romantic want?

It’s a pity she’s in love with the best man…

I tell you now a story of woe
Imagine you find that one person
The love of your life
In Paris, at a wondrous ball
Him there reluctantly,
Dragged along by those sort of friends
         But having an okay time
She, looking particularly elegant

The stage was rather set, don’t you think?
And as hopes young dream unfolds
You just know what will happen
         Don’t you?

After much time in love, they return
Starry eyed in the uk
Meet the parents
Find a place
Set a date

Some things happen
She just stops loving him.

Can you see just see it?
You wake up one day,
         Then its gone,
                   Like that childhood toy
                                                           Removed.


How she cried
And what does she do,
What would you do?
She puts on a mask and the masquerade begins
Hollow “I love you” s
A monotonous drill in planning

Suddenly something breaks the grey
A new love begins
She meets him at the rehearsal dinner
A smile, a drink, a chat,
You know where this is going…

And now here she is
In the most stunning, wonderful, amazingly beautiful dress she has ever seen
Crying on the floor in a heap
Heart cut out lying on the floor, she gets on her feet
Curses god in his house
Walks like bambi to the door, takes a deep breathe

Here comes the bride.