When the Rains fell!
I was awakened to a thunderous noise from my deeply cherished friends, some i had known since way back High school and the rest most recently. You could see the excitement on their faces, the joy and the scream.
“It’s your day baby girl, You’re finally going to be a MRS”
These reverbing words sent a cold chill down my spine, as i was nervous, disturbed about many things i couldn’t nomenclate.
As the movement, noise and traffic increased around the house, with my mischievous friends suggesting the best of make-ups to use, i thought to myself quietly.
“Could this be true? Am I going to loose my priced possession to the man I love?”
I wiped my face continuously in disbelieve, it was too good to be true.
This is the beginning of something wonderful and i have to give my best- in smile, in dance and yes in love.
I just couldn’t wait to see my beloved. Now it was time to be finally one with him.
As we got to the entrance of the church, with my hand locked into that of my gleeful father. The pianist played the song i had always admired on television but i still couldnt believe it was for me.
“Here comes the bride”
We patiently followed the rhthym of the song, as the congregation stood in awe, but truth be told my heart was impatient, it had run to meet him. His innocent and loving smile swept me off my feet. i just loved him more.
The priest could feel how desperate we were to get to the end of the ceremony. And as he said
“You may kiss the bride”
The veins of our mouth garnished with a deep love of over 2 years, got ready to express their mutual desire but The last thing i remebered was a distinct, manly violent voice that said “FIRE”
Did i just sleep again?
When i opened my eyes, the church was painted in blood, disarray, and sadness. My beloved was still beside me only that the bullets had taken his heart away. My eyes were soaked
I want to believe i was one of the lucky few that escaped that holocaust
43 years and still counting, i am still looking for the heart of my beloved. My only question was “Why didnt the rain fall a day before or a day after”