I let out a sigh, as you father handed you in. Patting the back of your palm, covered in a fine piece of white silk. You were so close to me, as I was to the man holding you now. The man who is to share his last name with you. I'm just the 'best' man. It annoyed me, how the both of you were smiling ear to ear trying to hold back that laughter filled with happiness and joy. He's an architect in the Quill Company, Greenland branch. Me? I'm just some lecturer in a torn down university. ''He's very ravishing....", that's the only thing I forced myself to say when you first introduced me to him. The priest was saying all those boring stuff. My eyes were locked onto one single thing. You. But you never caught me staring at you, not once...you never saw me, did you?
"Do you take this man as your husband?", the dude in black dress asked you. I felt like sinking my fist with utmost force into his face at that very instant. "I do!", you said. Upon hearing those words, I felt only one thing. Pain. It was excruciating. It felt like a million, if not a thousand needle like ice fragments piercing through my chest. Cold. I couldn't sense a modicum of warmth in me. The crowd cheered as the both of were in each others arm, exchanging soft kisses. There she goes... I lost you for good. At that moment, the only thing I felt was lust infused with greed. I realized I wouldn't be the one lending you a hand taking that white wedding gown off that night. It wouldn't be me who is going to unbutton your dress from the back, brushing my hands down under that white piece of satin of yours onto the back of your soft and snow white like bare skin. I felt a faint sense of shame at the thought that went in my mind then. I craved a devilish smile.
The crowd cleared out, people into the hall to get a piece of the wedding cake I guess, but not me. I was too busy watching over as you walked away with your husband wrapping his arms around your small waist. My sight was getting blurrier by the second. You're so very beautiful. It was a sin to love you. The fingers on my right hand automatically places it self over my eyes onto my forehead covering the pearl like tears that kept flowing down.".....but I loved you"