tying the knot

wait --
wait a minute.
here I am,
watching you dance with
your husband
of all people.
I want to cry
because you're so happy.
I'm happy for you
but it's still hard
to wrap my head around it.

you smile, you laugh
as you dance
the boot scootin' boogie
the macarena
numa numa
with the single girls.
but you look like a swan
in a flock of ugly ducklings.
you're beautiful.

you toss your bouquet
and I watch it, an indoor firework
red, orange, yellow
love, excitement, friendship.
I have to catch it.
I have to.

so I jump with all I've got
it's in my hand
and in two other hands.
I pull it away, ecstatic.
I lose love
but I keep orange and yellow.

and I watch my swan fly away.

- One of my best friends of three years or so just got married last week. It hit me hard, I guess, because it's just one of those things you don't expect to happen so soon. She was absolutely gorgeous and completely overjoyed, and it made me excited for my own wedding (which will be about a billion years in the future), and yeah, I caught the bouquet. Which was pretty hardcore. -

<3 = brittany