I woke up early morning to buy a dress. Ended up quite bigger than my size I even had my mom sew the straps. It was a nice white dress - not too gowny or showy or striking - makes an I'm-just-here-to-attend statement. And I was just there at the groom's side, along with high school friends, being quiet - when we were called to take pictures with the newly-weds. Sheesh. Do we really now? Like I can runaway from it. So we went; my friends started shaking hands with my bestfriend and when he saw me, he pulled me close to him and hugged me real tight. You know that awkward moment when you're about to beso with someone and your face leans to the right and left like a cha cha cha to make sure its the cheeks that meet: it was so weird that it was happening when he was right beside his wife, both of them in their pretty whites. So I felt compelled to go to the bride and say something, thank God their's Best Wishes.
We went to the reception I saw his mom, his family, and I felt at home. Somebody even asked if I was married already, you know what answered that? The calling of my name by the emcee to catch the bouquet (I told you!) So me and my girlfriends did it, good thing was it was Pass the Bouquet and they play music and if it stops and you're still holding it you're out: I did not let go till I was out. There is no way I'm catching their flower power. We just finished that and we left for it's still an hour and a half drive home.
We said goodbyes. He hugged me even tighter and thanked me. That was while his wife was dancing with the dad. There was the casual see you. And then we let go.
Before we got on the elevator, he went to me again and embraced me and I felt the love that our friendship has nurtured for 11 years. He kissed my hair one last time and I left.
We went to the reception I saw his mom, his family, and I felt at home. Somebody even asked if I was married already, you know what answered that? The calling of my name by the emcee to catch the bouquet (I told you!) So me and my girlfriends did it, good thing was it was Pass the Bouquet and they play music and if it stops and you're still holding it you're out: I did not let go till I was out. There is no way I'm catching their flower power. We just finished that and we left for it's still an hour and a half drive home.
We said goodbyes. He hugged me even tighter and thanked me. That was while his wife was dancing with the dad. There was the casual see you. And then we let go.
Before we got on the elevator, he went to me again and embraced me and I felt the love that our friendship has nurtured for 11 years. He kissed my hair one last time and I left.
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