today is your wedding day
and I’m at a loss for what to say
I reminisce on every night
spent in the den by movie light

when we were six years old
we didn’t do what we were told
when we turned eight
you became my best mate

all the summers outside
in between hay bales we’d hide
running across a green pasture
thinking nothing else could matter

at ten you hurt me so very bad
the loss of a friend I thought I had
through our years we’ve worked it out
spent time together without a shout

at twelve you painted my nails
the middle of the night never fails
to bring us closer as friends
not wanting to think of how it ends

in secret we continued to share
only between us did we show our care
when our moms were around
we were rivals on broken ground

at seventeen years old
you got a little too bold
called me by my old nickname
from then on it was never the same

our families matched us from the start
but our friendship began drifting apart
so here I sit in the third wooden pew
wondering what it would’ve been like with you

I watch her walk down the isle
and my eyes tear up at your cheeky smile
I can tell you love her, it’s true
it’s not a surprise I feel a little blue

today is your wedding day
and LG, I’ve just got to say
it was never meant to be, even though they tried
and I really am happy for your future bride