I walk down this aisle alone
i've got to tell the people that we love
that someone couldn't make it today
and that someone is you.
Somehow you blinded me from the start
showed me love then broke my heart
told me that it would always be me and you
now its you and her.
Where do I stand now
am I done, out for the count
or should I try
but right now its just to hard.
I watch the emotions cross their face
as I let them know that you left me
some surprise and some shock
but mostly anger and some smug relief
I guess not everybody liked me.
I stand here in my wedding dress
begging god to tell me this
how did I become the girl in the magazine
the pretty little thing without a clue
a pretty little thing without a heart or even a dream.
Submission Name: crushed dreams
