I Am Yours
Jack and Rose's wedding day
Can you exchange one life for another? A caterpillar turns into a butterfly. If a mindless insect can do it, why couldn't I?
There was no-one here. No-one to help me on my way. No-one to guide me. My hands still shook not from fear but from excitement. I looked beside me and saw no-one. An empty space where my father should be walking me down the aisle. Empty seats where the five hundred people of society should be but there was no-one.
Only one person's eyes lay on me as I walked toward him, slowly almost as though I was living in a dream. His eyes were blue, not deathly dark. His hand extended to me as I reached his side, a smile on his handsome face, not a smug half smirk.
The church was small not one of the biggest buildings in Philadelphia. The priest stood with kind eyes and an open book. Two witnesses stood present, two strangers...
I stood at the altar with him, holding hands, gazing into each other's eyes, for this was a moment I would never forget. The engagement ring which sat upon my finger barely glittered but that didn't matter, size didn't matter, the people didn't matter, just each other.
Jack squeezed her hand reassuringly and he smiled gently at her. The nerves seemed to disappear and I felt wrung through with love. This felt like my wedding, not an execution.
''Now, Jack do you take this woman to be your lawful wedded wife?''
''I do.''
The butterflies...
The ring was placed on my finger. The small simple band.
''And Rose do you take this man to be your lawful wedded husband?''
''I do.''
I placed the ring on his finger...
'' I now pronounce you husband and wife.''
My husband...my Jack...
''Now you may kiss the bride.''
We were married; we defied society, and defied the people who didn't think our relationship would work. We proved our love for each other by standing in front of the people who had agreed to be witnesses to declare our love. I had traded my life as an upper class girl, a handsome rich fiancé and more jewels and diamonds than I had ever hoped for to marry a penniless drifter who I had known a mere month...
His eyes were brimmed with tears. His ring on my finger and mine on his...he smiled. And then he kissed me.
We were one.
I am yours...and you are mine. Forever.
Edit:10/5/14
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