“And then the groom kisses the bride and the priest pronounces them husband and wife.”, I said to you as you put your head on my shoulder and we looked up at the night sky. Forming constellations which do not exist and aren’t real.
“But don’t you think it is boring?”, you said and I let out a slight giggle.
“I guess it is.”, I said. “You want to make it fun?”
“Yes. I want something which will be like our personal way of doing it. It’ll be special and it’ll be unique to us.”, you said and turned to your shoulder to look at me. “You’re the writer.”, you said excitedly. “You tell me something which is fun and unique.”
“I can kidnap you Angel.”, I said.
“No. That’s stereotypical. I will kidnap you.”, you said and we both shared a little laughter.
“As you say mademoiselle. Kidnap me in a bike with side car. That’s almost unheard of.”
“What about our apparel?”, you said and I let out a little hmm as I pretended to think.
“You come in your pyjamas. And with your bunny shaped slippers. I will come in tennis shorts and flip-flops.”, I said and we both roared to laughter.
When we settled ourselves down and looked into each others eyes, you leaned closer and asked, “What about our vows?”
I looked into your eyes and traced the back of my hand on your right shoulder and said, “Well, I will vow that forevermore and beyond I shall be your husband. Your words shall be my guide and you shall be my wife. Till the day God himself dies.”
“And my vows?”, you asked.
“Your vows…”, I said and pretended to think once again with my lips pressed together. You looked at me with an anxious look. “You just say that You Do.”
I looked at you look at me and in that moment I felt that the day had seized. I knew that I was forever wed to this girl.