Missing

Love hurts. Love kills.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My stupid bridesmaid dress would have normally made me feel beautiful and excited, but not today. Maybe because this was the wedding of the man I was in love with. And I mean completely in love with, head over heals, love at first sight, the whole deal. But this was his wedding and he was getting married to someone else. I was just his friend, just the bridesmaid.

An Evanescence song-fic (I think, I dont really know what the definition of a song fic is...)

I do not own Evanescence or their song, "Missing"