Her
cheeks are aching from smiling so hard, but she
can't help that you make her feel this way.
She's dressed in white and you're in a tight
tux, surrounded by everyone that you love. You both
fight back happy tears and she makes her way down the
aisle, you whisper an 'I love you' and her
waterproof mascara almost gives out. You wipe tears
off her cheek and bite your lip as you look across at
hers. You both hate all this fluffy and mushy stuff
and can't wait to fast forward to the venue, but
here's to tradition and the kiss is almost coming
up. You both recite your vows as if you've spent
your whole lives memorising them and it's time to
lean in and become Mr and Mrs. The kiss flies by and
so does the venue. Sooner or later you wake up but
it's not the next morning...it's back to
school season and the kids are all up making a ruckus
in the kitchen. You both exchange tired looks before
shuffling out of bed down stairs to start the hectic
day. It doesn't fly by like the honeymoon, no it
drags on and on. But when it's finally over and
the two of you are tucked away in bed together, time
slows right down, and it's almost as if she's
in that white dress and your stuck in that tight tux,
surrounded by everyone that you love.
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