The Thoughts Of A Stranger

Coffee shop part two kind of

When you fall in love you lose control. But that's ok because they do too. Your mind thinks things that you never thought before and you mouth mutters promises that you thought didn't exist.
Sarah and I got married last year. Her smile led to me asking her out which made me want to kiss her which urged her to kiss me. This made her love me as much as I loved her. The day I asked her to marry me was like a day in heaven. She was wearing a scarlet dress pooling at her feet, blood red lipstick kissing her lips and blond, beautiful hair running down her back. She knew I loved her, she knows I love her now. Her smile lit up the town, every flower was brighter and every meal tasted that little bit better. When she said yes I knew it was for forever. Every morning I was going to wake to her messy bed hair, every night she would help me make dinner.
But that never happened. The day of our wedding day she died. Her heart stopped while mine broke. Her hair stopped glowing and her smile was as dull as a stormy day. My parents hugged me and my brother tried to make me laugh. My world was incomplete without her. I didn't know what to do.

Ha, sorry.