#bridetobe
Most things you read are dedicated
To the bride or wife to be,
With everyone and everything
else included,
But I wanted to do something different.
After all, you're a part of this too.
To my almost sister-in-law,
How fun it would have been
To see you and your sister
In the dresses you've always dreamed of wearing, all of us side by side.
Feeding a child, a continuation of
Building the life of your dreams.
Not to say that you won’t,
I just won’t be included in the affair.
That’s fine, just know I think of you both.
If I had my way,
I’d marry your sister and have you
As my sister too.
Someone strong, someone real.
If not for you,
I wouldn’t have these fond memories
Of you and your sister,
Starting at the first night
Where you called my name
And thought I was nice enough
To introduce us, me and your sister.
We’ve always agreed on things,
Not seeing things like most do,
The same old, same old.
If you’re somewhere,
Just taking up space,
Know this is for you
And all the future sisters-in-law.
Not to steal the shine
From the bride to be,
But imagining her at the altar,
With you at her side as maid of honor,
Would've been dope to see.
If you see this,
You both are still part of my life,
And I, hopefully, a part of yours.
I sit idle,
Taking up space,
Thinking of you both,
Writing something for sisters
And soon to be sister in laws
To read as a toast,
Then smile at the bride.
If they can't think of something
silly to say.
If by chance you come across this
And that is the case.
Here is something to toast to
Dec 5, 2024
Dec 5, 2024 at 1:53 AM UTC
Everything has become so different in a couple of months,
I have become the most beloved on all fronts.
But the mere thought of getting married,
Gives me goosebumps.
My heart starts pounding,
And my body becomes numb.
But just to become Mrs. from Miss,
I have to forego on all these?
Life would be so much different,
And every move so uncertain.
Responsibilities that I never took as a daughter,
Would be forced upon me, as a daughter-in-law.
My complaining mother will have nothing to nag about,
Seeing her daughter as punctual as a clock.
All these thoughts fills me up with anxiety,
That now I have to take care of a new set of relatives and a SOCIETY.
Now everyone would expect me to become the nicest,
But why they don't understand? I am still Daddy's little princess.
Yeah i know, overthinking won't help,
And even if i make any mistake, he willl be there to weld.
Sep 21, 2020
Sep 21, 2020 at 11:01 AM UTC