Till Death Do Us Apart

SHORT STORY

It had finally arrived. The day I've been waiting for. My wedding day, that I have been deeply passionate about for years.
The wedding was set already. I had my dream wedding dress, the wedding venue and the caterers are all set. I choose a cake that expresed our love for each other. My friends and family were all excited for my wedding day.
And this is it!
I was so nervous when I got in the church also called St.Niño Parish. I saw many people gathered and waiting for me to walk. My parents were smiling and my friends were here. I was so nervous but then I saw him waiting for me at the end of the aisle. He is smiling at me and I can see tears in his face. He was crying and I want to cry too because of too much happiness. He looks so handsome and he looks like he can't wait to be with me and exchange our I do's in front of God.
As I was walking to the aisle and I can hear the mellow music of Beautiful in white. Everything was perfect and surreal. I can't believe the dream that I was praying was right in front of me and we are ready to be one for the rest of our lives.
Life is perfect....
Little did I know that was about to change...
I saw him clenched his chest. His eyes widened while looking at me. His mouth is open like he was trying to say something but no words came out. People went static and I'm just right here standing in the center of the church.
Is this kind of joke? This can't be true right? Yeah this is a prank. Just a prank. But He can't do a prank like this on the day of our wedding.
I ran towards him and I didn't mind the high heels that I was wearing,the flowers that I was holding. I didn't care about the long tail of my wedding dress.
I saw him on the ground, gasping for air. I was shouting to every one asking for help. They need to help him. People were starting to run, no one knows what to do. Every minute, every second counts its seems like forever.  I kneel down and touch his face. Tears are flowing on my face while calling his name. He was trying to say something but he was just out of breath. He tried to hold my hand and he squeeze it too tight that it's hurts me. It was okay even If he hurt me over and over as long as I know he was fine but he was not.
He let go.
He was looking at my face trying to say something. Even he was in pain, he mouthed the words I love you before he let go of my hand. I was trying to wake him up. But he didn't move.
I was so surprised. I was shock. I was not prepared. Hoping that this is just  a kind of  joke. We had so many dreams to build in our lives together. Our dream wedding, our honeymoon, we even decided to travel the world before we make kids of our own, we were eyeing our dreams house, we even brought our own family car. 
The dream wedding that I always prayed for become my worst nightmare.  I was not prepared for this. I always thought that we would grow old together.

Instead, I'm alone again in this church. Just like the first time I saw him But the funny thing is I want God to bring him back and give him back to me again. And I have to endure this pain until when, I don't know.
So how do people cope up with a loss of loved ones? Acceptance? I don't know if I can do that just right now.
My friends keep on sending me messages and heartfelt condolences.
It is too painful. No medicine, no words can take away the pain I felt because it's too hard to accept. I can feel that I am stuck in this dark place without an escape.
So, here I am all alone sitting inside this quite church.This is my Sixth day straight in this church again. I already memorize the soroundings in this church. I am looking at the altar and questioning God's entire plan for me.
"A life without love wasn't a life worth living".
Wait!Where did I heard that? Those words seems familiar to me. I  looked at the man telling those words to me. A stranger and he just looking at the altar same as me. How did he get in here? I didn't even notice that he sat beside me.
"You lost someone?" I asked him, then he looked at me. There something in his eyes. It is like he is memorizing my face.
"Yes" he said
He got my attention this time. So we are both hurting because of a loss of a love one.
"Who did you lose?" I asked again.
"You"
I looked at him looking shock. Me? How did he lose me? I don't even know him.
"What did you say?" I want to know if I heard him correctly.
"I lost you." He whispered.
"What? How did you know me?" I was really shock. I have never met this man in my entire life.
"The first time I saw you here was when you were asking a miracle and that was two years ago.  In this same place, you were praying that God will grant your wish. I was sitting at the the back of you and I can hear every words that you said. I was going to introduce myself back then but someone came along. I saw how you looked at him and it was the same way I was looking at you. I know right there and then that you found the dream that you were praying."
No words came out of my mouth. I was just looking at the man beside me while he was smiling and looking at the altar.
"You lost him. We both lost him. He was my best friend. We both serve this church back when we were kids. One day we found you here. Well, technically I found you first. I always saw you attending the mass every Sunday. I just don't have the courage to talk to you. But Kian did. I just give up when I saw how happy you were when you met him. I just wished for the two of you to be happy." He said.
I could feel the tears flowing in my eyes. I should be running away from this strager. But deep in down, I can feel he was telling everything from his heart.
I took a deep breath and asked. "But what do you mean You lost me?
"You are dead since six days ago." He was telling me that while looking straight into my eyes.
"Wait, what?"I shook my head in shock. This can't be true.
"You killed yourself"