Wedding Night

On the grounds behind the hotel, pink and white balloons fluttered in the wind. I stepped onto the path strewn with pink rose petals and felt as if I was walking into a fairy tale. Kieran, in a black tux very much like Ken’s, was waiting for me at the end of the aisle. He had never looked more handsome. We did away with the officiant. I walked up to Kieran, keeping my eyes on him. ‘The day we met, frozen I held my breath. Right from the start, I knew that I’d found a home for my heart…’ Christina Perri’s ‘A Thousand Years’ was played from the speakers. The lyrics spoke my mind. Watching Kieran stand alone, all of my doubts suddenly went away somehow. I would be brave. I would not let anything take away what was standing in front of me. All along, I believed I would find him. Kieran’s smile was worth all the pain and tears I’d suffered. I had loved him for three years and would love him for a thousand more. On this big day, I tried my best not to cry, wanting to have the perfect moment