Writing this killed me. Why did I think this was a good idea. Why.

(What I'm listening to: Phantom Power and Ludicrous Speed -- Pierce The Veil)

~ Mala

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She stands in the church, her heart pounding out of her chest. 

This is it, the day she's been waiting for -- the day she finally gets to marry the brown-eyed girl she fell in love with so many years ago.

She watches her love walk down the aisle, her anxiety through the roof. But she tries to ignore it, focusing instead on the one her heart belongs to.

The paleness of her skin contrasts with the short, solid black dress. Her hair looks amazing, a single teal flower tucked in perfectly. And the smile on her face is contagious as usual.

They're standing next to each other now, and the blue-eyed girl can't focus on what the preacher is saying. She hardly hears a thing until they're asked to exchange their vows. But, finally, those three words are heard loud and clear. "You may kiss."

She's ecstatic, knowing that after this kiss, they'll be married and can start their life together. Everything happens in slow motion as she leans forward. Their lips touch --

She wakes up, tears streaming down her face. She'd had that dream again.

A lump in her throat, she looks at the space beside her. Empty, reserved for a lover that was taken too early.

Crying harder, she hugs a pillow to her chest as vivid memories run through her mind.

Later that morning, she wills herself to take a walk down to the graveyard. She sits in front of the stone that marks where the body of the brown-eyed girl rests.

"I'm sorry, baby... I'm sorry. I love you, even after all this time. I'll love you forever."