Everyone else is turned and smiling. Smiling at a vision in white, tears shining her eyes, eyes fixed on one, and one only. Only I am not watching her, but watching another pair of eyes, brown eyes that I have come to know so well.
Those eyes have held my smile on the days when I could not bring myself to smile, could not make my face to do the one things those eyes asked me to do. Those eyes have never held judgement when they beheld the parts of me even I shrunk from. And those arms have held my broken heart in so many ways, and so many moments.
She gazes up at him, a smile playing at her lips.
And he looks at her, only her, like he'd never looked at anyone else before.
Those eyes have held my smile on the days when I could not bring myself to smile, could not make my face to do the one things those eyes asked me to do. Those eyes have never held judgement when they beheld the parts of me even I shrunk from. And those arms have held my broken heart in so many ways, and so many moments.
She gazes up at him, a smile playing at her lips.
And he looks at her, only her, like he'd never looked at anyone else before.