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A Fairy-tale Kind of Marriage

(credits to the owner of the picture)


What is about marriage that seems important among humans? amongst lovers? Is it the red string of faith that has been connecting us all along? Is it the ring that we put on our fingers to tell everyone that you already have someone dear to you? But then again, who am I, a 17-year-old girl to talk about marriage?

Walking down isle, looking up to see  the man of your dreams waiting for you, holding out his hands so you can grab unto him, and never let go. Your parents, and his, already gave their blessings, and now it's their time to let go, trusting the man that they will take care of their little girl.

But mine will be different. It wont be my parents, smiling with tears on their faces, it would be my aunts and uncles who had been my new parents ever since a terrible fate happened. But then again, I wouldnt mind. I'd walk witth the prettiest dress I've seen, fitting my body perfectly, and the dress flowing like the tides. I would walk straight, knowing there's my man waiting for me, waiting to hold on to me, and we'll tackle on our future together.

Years would pass and we'd have a family. We'd have picture albums, because posting them on sites wouldn't be that valuabe---no, we would own a polaroid and every pic taken is another memory restored.
We'll mark the map of the places we've visited. We'll  remember every event that happened. We'll have our own love story, even better than Romeo and Juliet, nor any Disney princess movies, no, even better than that, because I know this man whom I'll be sharing my forever with will be my prince, and I'd be the princess, no happy endings, because as long as we're together, alive, our story will never end.

Then we'll have kids. Our own kids and we'll love them equally. We'll be with them on their firsts.
First words
First Gift
First Christmas
First New Year

The list will never end. No, not yet.

And now I'm done talking about my future marriage. The end? No, i'm just in the beginning.

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