They're the perfect couple
according to everyone else.
According to Mitchie
according to Jason
according to Ella
and Peggy
and just about anyone she knows.
She listens to them
and she goes out with him when he asks
(because they all said he would be asking)
even though she really only likes him as a friend
and he loves her like a sister.
On their first date
she wears a black dress
plain, drab, depressing.
Because it's a funeral for their lost loves.
He wears a suit
and a somber expression
on his face.
But they don't complain
because it's expected of them.
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The night before the wedding of lilies
blue bridesmaid dresses
a lavender dress for the bride
and a pristine chapel
she spends the night with him
just how she knows he's spending the night with her.
It's the last night before she'll be bound
mind and body
(but never soul)
to the one pre-chosen for her.
His fingers tear through her ringlets
her fingers trace the contours of his face.
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"I don't wanna say goodbye to you,"
she whispers into his ear
a moment before she has to leave.
"I know."
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.
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I do.
She says.
And he says it too.
They both don't mean it.
I do.