I sometimes wonder if you'd invite me to your wedding.
And if not why?
Would it be to spare my ghostly heart the pain?
Or to spare your rotted one the guilt?

If you did, I wonder if your blessed bride would see my fake smile  covering up the snarls of my jealous rage.
Or if to her, I would simply be as insignificant as you make me feel...

“You know someone loves you when,
A person does something to you of importance,
Yet they do it anyway because it’s important to you,
A person always there for you at the end of the day,

Someone to talk to you at the end of your day,
One that listens to every word you say and more,
One that no matter what your choices may be,
One would prefer to stay with you anyway,

One you can call at any hour of day or night,
One that dries your tears and kisses your tears away,
A person that would is always be by your side,
Who knows you and what you want without asking,

You see a breeze push the hair on her shoulders,
As she stares in an inferno of Intoxicating beauty,
That’s the person that loves you more than life itself,
With someone like that never ever let them go,

Beyond the soft duvet austere under her skin
She then soothes you with her sweet voice,
I will always be YOURS”