Right man

8:04 PM Cassie 0 Comments

I used to love planning for my future,
with the one I love the most.
I love to imagine how it is going to be,
how every moment will fall perfectly,
how every tear will be because of joy,
and how every smile will be done with love.

I never had a dream wedding.
I have never decided whether I'd like it
to be in the beach or in the church.
I have never decided whether my wedding gown
would be white or cream.
I have never decided whether my hair
would be brushed up or will fall on my shoulders.
I have never decided whether my groom's suit
would be white or black.

But, I always thought that it'd be special
because I'd be going through the preparations
with someone special
and I'd be facing Him
with someone special.

But with every failed relationship,
with every unworthy guy I meet,
with every immature mistakes I make with them,
I began giving up
and stopped thinking about everything ahead of me.

Suddenly,
I was tired, I was exhausted.
What if I never find my right man, my right groom?
Suddenly,
I was scared, too.
What if I was meant to be alone?
Or worse,
what if he already came pass me,
but I refused?
Then maybe,
the blame is on me.

But I'd like to think
that  what's meant to be,
will be.