One Sided love

Epilogue

Heavy gasp, running aggressively towards you. There I stand between the aisle while the priest saying "those who want to object to this ceremony just stand up". I wanted to shout " me!! I should be the bride who will be facing the altar with that man." Yet no one hears me. He said that I will be the woman who he will face the altar with him, he promised me, he promised that we will face the world together.

Tears running in my cheeks then I fell on the ground with grief.

Luckily, my brother followed me here. He catches me drowning in sadness. He lifts me and "first love doesn't fade away on to you sis.. How unlucky" sarcasm in what he said.

I think he's right, maybe this is a just obsession, or am I in love with him? It tears me down when I remember that day. The day when he left me in the corner of the street crying and begging him to come back. The sky was there with me, droplets of water from the sky approach me.

Many thoughts are in my head and I didn't notice that they are in the kissing part.

Silently watching from afar. How cruel my world is. I'm watching my man kissing his bride.

I felt him glance in my direction with a face of disbelief.

"Now, I pronounce you as a husband and wife," said the priest. I breathe the cold and bitter air which makes me cry again. "You're crying all again. Every minute, hour, almost every day!! I'm exhausted to hear those sobs. You're crying for that stupid boy. He's not worthy of your love. Ok?"

I don't know what to feel about that. You know my brother has a very cold heart but yet he's always there for me.

When the guest was leaving, we immediately rushed to my car to hide. I- I don't know what to do. I didn't even notice, I followed them through their reception area.

It's a glamorous area, full of flowery like papers, and full of guests. My heart breaks a little for I am the one who designs this area when I'm a teenager or 16 years old.

The guests shouted with joy when the newlywed couples arrived. I don't know what to do and I can't escape the reality that he is standing in front of me in shock.

I couldn't move, I can't breathe, all I can say is "oh I'm sorry love--jardon". Their eyes widen when they hear that.

" here you are!! I'm finding you all this time Veronica!! You went from a different reception area sister." My brother said and he holds my hand and walks away from them.

Now, I wanted to reminisce the memory I had with him.