Me sitting at the last row, Knowing only one person I came with.
from the light to lust
fights to the flights.
I see how she is glowing as the sun shun as shifting curtains letting in the day light in your bedroom so you could be realised from the sleeping mind set. How they perfect how they love each other. looking him and His looking at her. no matter how many heart breaks you had, with just a glimpse of wedding you would want to start over and love.

As I see some few vintage bird cage, it all been dreamed from childhood age, I used to own a bird and put it inside a steel cage.
wanted to be engaged
Not managed.
all the little weddings we acted as little.
Sort of, Kind of a dream come true for her.

when the love song, the long dragged dress, black suit, silver rings, tied hair, lots of light. all justly beautiful. all perfect kisses, laugh, hugs, dances, high heels, trimmed hair: starts to play you could  swear this was staged.

I released I realised there is more to love than weddings. more to weddings than rings.
She is his now
he is hers now
forever

with just a glimpse I want to get married too.