A wedding is happening.
Soon.
In a church.
Or in a garbage dump, I don’t really care.
All I want there is you, and God.
If you want to let the whole world know, let’s invite them.
But don’t blame me if I don’t see them.
Because on that day, everything will be a blur except for your beautiful face.
I will be numb except to your touch and to your breath.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
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