Wedding Day

[girlnextdoor]

This is the best day of your life,
they chant with their fingers curled over her tense shoulders.
The nerves are responsible for giving the doubt life, they say.
It's normal, they insist.

This is the most important day of your life,
questions have been answered today;
will this child be happy? There is no child.
Is the husband-to-be a monster dressed in man? His version of love is cold to the touch, is hollow, is all of his heart.
Is there more to a boy than the farm he scouts? Things once known as lies and insult now look like good intentions.
Will you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband? I do.

This may very well be the worst day of my life.