Wedding Hurt

As i stood down the waiting for you to come into the room wishing this was not happening my ehart pounded as if the whole surronding crowd could here me. It began to hurt and my lungs stopped allowing me to breathe. My palms sweat enough to fill the ocean to save the water being losts. My eyes watered I knew i had to be stron than my father toke me by the palm and i see you in the distance not even dressed, charging to you to smack you hard with the cheap flowers you bought.And you cry out in shame hoping i forgive you how my heart longed to say yes but how my head said never again so i riped that cheap dress and left the church with nothing but a bra and thong.