She walked down the aile, smiling because she was overwhelmed with joy. This was supposed to be one of the best days of her life but why did she feel like something was eating her up slowly inside?
She looked preetier than ever. All eyes were on her as she took a step at a time to the harmonious venue that stole a compliment from the tongues of every member of the congregation. She looked up and saw the dangling decorations that brightened her beautiful eyes giving then an angelic shine.
A step ahead was the most handsome man she had ever seen, a real hearthrob who kept all the ladies present in their fancy little world for they too couldn’t help noticing his gorgeous looks.
A step behind was the real owner of the show, her one and only bestfriend who would cherish that specific day all her life.
If only the lonely little lady could take the spotlight and be in her bestfriend’s shoes, then she would feel as if she had her perfect little heaven on earth.
Unfortunately, she’s still nothing but a simple, plain lady who was there to witness her bestfriend take the happiest step of her life: MARRIAGE. This kept the lonely little lady wishing, hoping and longing.
Poor lonely little lady needs someone; “where’s he, who’s he, how’s he?” she wonders. Would her wonders ever be answered? Poor lonely little lady!!!
© Grace Kinakai
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