Standing before the minister.
I'm not going to lie.
I completely nervous.

To the point.
I might flub my words.
A mistake that will be heard around the world.

I might get a chance to utter them.
I might have to hum them like a hymn.
This (I Do)
Might not get said.

But I would be sad disappointing her.
Somehow I might find the courage to speak to her.
Cause she's the woman I truly love.

But then she might be feeling the same.
And might get choked in a similar way.
With knees shaken.
And hands a sweating.
She might not get the chance to say (I Do).
Then I would feel disaapointed too.

Oh, What's the rush?
Just because family and friends are watching us.