Wishing it was you

The most awaited day of everyone has come. I put on my wedding dress and put on my make up which would cover unwanted sorrows and pain. The longings, the regrets and the hesitations shall be covered of the colorful combination of my eye shadows, blush on and lipstick. Everybody was very excited and I have no choice but smile. As I was marching down the aisle, I saw you in front. Staring at me, smiling. I smiled back to you and to everybody else. And then I remembered the things we used to do.

You were my bestfriend. Ever since we were young, I had always secretly admired you. You who had helped me in times of trouble. You who had protected me in times of danger. You who had always been the man of my dreams. I went to a distant place to forget you. Because I thought, for you I'm just a friend. Few years gone by and you called me up, saying that you'll be marrying a Girl named Linda. I choked when I said, "Congratulations, I'm happy for you". You knew I was hurt and you were waiting for me to say no. But I hung up the phone when I said, "I gotta go".

My tears began to fall. Everybody thought of it as tears of joy. But we both knew it wasn't. As I approached the altar and when he held my hand, I looked back at you with crying eyes. Because that day, was the saddest day of my life. And deep in my heart, I was wishing it was you standing next to me.