On that day, month, and year of that year, I met such a boy. It was love, liking, and cuddling. It was what I thought we would spend the rest of our lives with. Maybe I didn't realize until later that the so-called love was licking each other's wounds. The existence faded little by little until we were far away from the world where we were bound to each other.
Happy wedding, my boy, to you and hers
Purpose: Emotional Essay