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Her

Her.
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She was so beautiful. From the day our eyes met, till the day I saw her walking down the aisle. Her ethereal beauty enhanced by the pure white veil that covered her face. The white-mermaid style dress hugging her frame, enhanced by the diamonds that were sewed on the dress twinkling as the sun's rays hit them. I can't believe I'd see the day she walked down the aisle.
            I first met her when we were young. Our parents were best of friends, which automatically makes us friends too. Her long black silky hair fashioned with a braid and held up with a red hair tie. She was so beautiful that I had a tiny crush on her. As we grew over the years, so did my crush on her. As I grew more masculine, she became more feminine. Becoming my most ideal woman. I would comfort her every time she was heart broken by a man who doesn't love her like I do. How I longed to punch his smirking face while she cried after learning that she was treated like a game. I was so proud of her when she said that she slapped him in the face so hard that his tooth flew off.
             We laughed and cried together through the years. I myself was crying when I remembered our memories while she was walking down the aisle. Looking more beautiful than ever, but sad to say, I can't have her.
              I was only her best friend. Her knight in shining armour. Her shoulder to cry on. As I saw her exchange vows with the man she loves, I left the church. The heart break was too much to keep to myself. As I was walking down the streets in my white tailored suit. I didn't see the car coming my way. I closed my eyes, wanting to embrace death. But, I was already dead.
              Two years ago, I was walking down the same street. After I went to the church to pray for her fast recovery, I didn't see the car coming for me. It was all black. I opened my eyes and saw myself in a casket, being lowered down, 6 feet underground. She was there, crying. I wanted to wipe her tears but I cannot.
               I saw the Grim Reaper coming to get me, But I said to him. " I want to watch her when she walks down the aisle." He agreed. And I have been watching her ever since. When she started dating the guy, when he proposed to her. And now I got to see her walk down the aisle. I saw him again coming for me. This time I went with him, knowing that my best friend has someone to take care of her again.
              With one last look at her pretty face, I whispered the words I could never say... I Love You...

~Xixi