With big doe eyes, the little girl took in the sight of all the pretty white dresses around her, imagining herself in one, The one with puffs and frills,the one with lace and veil, the one in which she will walk down the aisle one day, towards her handsome groom, Who awaits for her to come to him and vow to love forever.

As time passed, the little girl was not so little anymore, she still imagined herself walking down the aisle in a pretty white dress, the one with puffs and frills, lace and veil, but halfway through she stops, with confusion both in her brain and heart, As she was no longer sure if she was walking towards her handsome groom.

Now the little girl is a grown woman, dressed in the pretty white dress, the one with puffs and frills, lace and veil, ready to walk down the aisle, this time without stopping, Because there was no confusion both in her brain and heart, this time she was sure on whom she was walking towards,

For it was not the handsome groom she imagined as a little girl, it was a beautiful bride, waiting for her to come to her and vow to love forever.