The dresses in your
wardrobe tell a story.
but never a tale of
your own wedding glory.
Addicted to the weddings,
a true romantic.
With every tiny detail
your so pedantic.
Always the bridesmaid
but never the bride.
Behind a brave persona
your sadness you hide.
Until you meet the guy
who helps you to see.
To your happiness maybe
he holds the key.
Finally all those dresses
are long gone.
Your future with him is
where you now belong.
*inspired by one of my favourite girly flicks '27 Dresses'
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