With that, I turned around and walked toward the woman I’d joined with between these pews two decades ago. Only then, she’d worn a wedding gown and a mischievous smile. Only then, she’d promised me forever. Only then, I’d taken it, knowing damn well forever wasn’t going to be the longest time. As I peeked into her casket, at her tranquil smile, her gorgeous, porcelain face, that white chiffon gown she loved so much, I knew forever wasn’t long enough. Not for a love like ours.
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