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Becky Chua
A small yet loud-hailer
15 May 2007
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Friday, November 04, 2005

I feel like I am seeing him for the first time. Does every lady feel this way? Even brides with plain grooms? Does every lady feel that her groom is the most handsome man in the world? Probably.


With all my heart, i want the best for him. I want this day to be perfect, and it chews me up because I know that it can never be perfect.


And my spirit lifts because today I feel brand new, as though the good old days are about to finally start. Although there are many things behind us, some of them wretched and sad and painful, there's also so much ahead of us, so much to look forward to, so much yet to come.


I am certain about this man. I want to spend the rest of my life with him. I want his face to be the last thing I see at night and the first thing I see in the morning. I want to watch that face as it changes through the years. I want to know every birthmark on his body, to commit every pimples and scars to memory.


I draw a deep breath.


"I do,"

the blue mess.;
8:40 PM;