A minute.

Been to a wedding, last week of June at Tagaytay.
I don't know how to put it...it was a blast?!

I've never been to a wedding before, I was really anxious.
I had a rough time thinking on how to avoid it.
Next thing I knew, I was cramming to find a formal dress!
Sure I said I would go.
But, I never really thought I would be going to any, nor did I thought
I would be going to their wedding...
Although, I knew it was coming,
I knew it will eventually go there, that is, they will be THE One
for each other, just the thought of it then makes my chest hurt.

I know it's silly. I am silly and stupid, who am I to even be affected
in that kind of way. I wasn't the ex of the groom.
They're my friends, my close friends.
If there is anything I should feel,
it should be nothing but happiness for them.
They deserve it, nonetheless. They're good and kind spirited person.
There were times when I feel that I don't deserve being their friends.
For all the mistakes and wrongs, I must've done something good,
to at least deserve their friendship...
One good thing that lead me to their path... I'm still wondering what it is....

I just envy her.
I wish then and until now, I would at least be her for just
a minute. The very pretty, feminine, witty, funny adorable her, with him.

Even for just a minute.

I don't know what I'd give for that minute.
In that beautiful long white wedding gown, walking in the aisle, towards him,
squeezing his hands, kissing him, being with him...
For just a minute of that... I can't think of anything better...