The vows.

“I take thee to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward…

How much love you have to give

and time you are willing to wait

for seasons to change and

a broken life to mend?

 

…for better for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health…

How many cuts and bruises before you realize

it’s your own blood drying up on your skin

and useless words you are willing to take

before they shatter your mind?

 

…to love and to cherish for as long as we both  shall live.”

How many hearts do you need to break

before you realize that your own

has long been dead and forgotten?

 

“And now…you may bury the bride.”

Am I still worthy of salvation?

 

 

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