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TITLE: Our wedding photo By monica lopez 05/21/09 |
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There in a corner, on top of the fire place, lost between other frames is the photo of our wedding day. It’s been there sitting on the same spot for quite a while, but today on this summer afternoon while laying on the couch, tired, unable to sleep and wondering about life, this same photo catches my attention and it makes me cry.
Tears of joy fill up my empty heart.
On that photo I’m wearing my best smile. I’m glowing with happiness, and you can see it in my eyes. I look calm and relax, so proud to be where I am.
I’m wearing a cream, long sleeves top and I can feel its texture as if I was wearing it now. It’s soft, warm and light. My hair is long, the perfect length just bellow my shoulders. I look stunning but I know that is coming from the inside. As I concentrate on the photo, all this feelings are coming back.
I feel happy and I feel sad. Our first year together was the best year of my life. I was madly in love when I didn’t know what love was all about. I was being myself and that was more than enough. I was happy and happiness was all around.
What’s the difference between then and now? What’s happened to me, what’s happened to us? Is our love dying? Does happiness touch you only once?
I want to go back in time, back to that day when the sun was shinning high on the sky,
When nothing could stand in our way, when we were madly in love, when we were just happy to have what we had, when being together was more than enough.
What happened to us baby, why did we have to grow up?
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