She was questioning her reasons to sit here, with her eyes fixed on her "husband." She couldn't find any. She gave up the idea and started looking around. It wasn't a big wedding, but it seemed everyone except her was ready for the occasion.Feeling her husband's hand holding her hand, she doubted her existence in the room. It didn't take so long to realize everyone except her was at the wedding. She first looked at her husband's hand and then his sweet face. His eyes were sparkling. He was happy. He was happy probably because he was adjoining his life with his beloved one, although most of the time he used to confess this wasn't needed. She realized the very core of his tendency to get involved with someone was to forget his loneliness. How lonely we all are, she thought, it is impossible to forget this fact, it is impossible to change this fact.There, at that particular hour, she was watching her own wedding, with pitious feelings toward his attempt...
Tuesday, December 14, 2004
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