Crying in the rain

There. He said it. The three last words. "It is over". I kept mumbling the reasons why... Why we were the way we were. Why it just fell out of place. Why everything's a mess. 

I'm sobbing, and tears just won't stop.

I know my limitations, and I know I can't say "don't go". Nothing but a resounding "goodbye" and silence.

Never a bride....

Here I go again with looking at pre nuptial pictures of happy couples...

I know it will never happen to me, I'm not one to have a happy ending. I have accepted that a long time already. But I'm just human. I'm still a woman. And I still want to someday feel what it feels like to step into the altar, with a gown and be very beautiful--- be the most beautiful woman out there.

Sigh! 

I know it will never happen.

So why do I still allow myself to wallow in my insecurities? 

I don't know. Maybe 'cause I'm a girl.