I never minded that I did not get one but he would always talk about it. What flower he would pick out, what he would wear and what dress I would wear. What song would play for our first dance. So many things but all I cared about was that I was going to be with him.
He always made me happy and everything else in life did not measure up to him. I guess no one or nothing ever has. My life changed for the worse when he died. I was no longer innocent or good. Bad things would follow me everyday and every where.
I hated all the promises that were made because the only thing I wanted was our life together, our family but there was no family, no life and it hurt more then anything else I have ever been through.
Milky
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