Her love was gone, but her life had to move on, there was no question in that.
She was young, she was beautiful, she had plenty of time left for things to change.
Maybe they would even change here, at this wedding she was invited to; maybe she’d dance with her future husband, and not even know it.
It was hard watching the other couples twirl and kiss when she had no one to touch, or no one to touch her.
Shouldn’t she celebrate the love she wants the most?
It’s hard when you don’t have nearly what you want.… Read the rest