Smoke gets in your eyes
There was no more fighting the tears. Swallowing air feels like rocks trapping in my throat.
Alice embraces me and reassures its okay. I cling on to her like child holding their most treasured blanket.
Stroking my hair she expresses that we can wait another day. Shaking my head no was all I could do.
Edward and I promised each other this day. I was hoping it wasn't only me that thought it was logical this way or just a foolish dream.