A picture that looked like a story.
I sat there wondering how the days passed by -
As I was dressed in the colour so bright.
The story was from the chapters of Her Legacy -
When the bride-to-be looked like my reflection in the mirror of time.
Every day I tried to understand how this journey would be -
But the answer was not known to anyone around -
It felt like the turmoil inside was nothing but a burst of uncertainty -
As everyone around celebrated a journey that only belonged to my chapters.
Now as I sit here, reminiscing the time when my mother whispered the days of Her Legacy and the same bridge of emotions she walked. It's the same emotions but at a different time in the chapter...