your favorite color is white.

so i was convinced that you’d love to see me in white too.

someday under the soft light we’d both say “i do”

our vows wrapped around us like a single thread of gold.

decorating us like Christmas trees beside the chimney.

there’s where we’d spend the next 20 years of our lives.

yet somehow we never knew, not at our first 20 seconds of our times.

but we knew 15 silences later.

my waves have meet your shore,

we’re both couldn’t be more sure.

you’d look into my eyes, once doe,

and you’ll let me take the first bite.

i hope we really do say our i do’s, in a time far far from now.

i’ll even let the cake stain your favorite color,

as we look at each other and promise to the goddesses.

with our cheek filled to the brim with tarts,

“‘till death do us part”