4 months later...
The wind blew, carrying the scent of flowers and petals in the air. Faces painted with smiles as everyone’s eyes focused on the altar, witnessing two hearts coming together.
"To my wife,
When I’m writing this letter, I have to stare at a blank page for hours. Why? Because three words could not fill an entire page: I love you. And for a while, I was thinking, wasn’t that enough? After all, those three words were invented and learned to express... love.
But I was silly.
Of course, three words are clear, but not an explanation. Because as I stared at those three words, I understood the meaning of writing our vows. It’s not just about words of promise, but also a moment to express our hearts in the eyes of the Lord, in the eyes of His creations, and in the eyes of everyone here today.
And when I started thinking about you, I couldn’t stop writing everything about you: the resolve in those eyes, the kindness in your words, the beauty of your breath; the warmth of your hand, your smile, your silliness, and everything.
That’s when I realized I’ve always been silly, and that wasn’t the first time.
Before you, my life had always been the same: I was arrogant, overly confident, and lacked ambition. I was living because I had to. Happiness, contentment, or anything like that was never in the picture. But then, you came, and everything changed.
Just like my silliness in writing this vow, my silliness almost cost me you.
Thankfully, you gave me the chance to love you again. To show you that I can do better, and to prove that I am capable of love; I am capable of loving and being loved. With that in mind, I realized that this letter isn’t just to the person I’d swear to live with for all eternity.
It’s a vow to my world.
A letter to my everything, and I am blessed that I am even given the chance to write this letter."
Penny’s lips curled up as her eyes softened, listening to the words of forever.
Everyone else listening sniffed or quietly wiped the corners of their eyes. Charles, however, couldn’t muffle his cries.
"Darling," Allison sighed as she leaned against her husband’s shoulder while he buried his eyes in his handkerchief.
Jessa, on the other hand, scrunched up her nose and glared at the man. "He’s ruining the moment."
"Honey, shh..." Lester, seated next to her, smiled awkwardly. "Just — just let him be."
"Why?" she arched a brow. "Because you want to cry too? Lester Cortez, you better not let that single tear roll down."
Lester’s breath hitched, swallowing the lump in his throat while forcing his tears back. They continued listening.
"They said a man leads his woman, but in this relationship... It’s the opposite," he expressed. "You came into my life, held my hand, and dragged me away as you skipped your steps. And with you leading, you took me to a different world than mine."
"Every step with you felt like another step out of the tunnel I was trapped in and called a good life. And the moment we reached out of that tunnel, I learned many things in your world. I learned that compassion, ambition, kindness, understanding, chance, forgiveness, and success can co-exist."
He added, "That there isn’t something wrong with making mistakes, taking accountability, and learning from them. You taught me that love isn’t just some data where forever meets material benefits."
"So, to you, my present and my future, I promise you these in front of your friends, family, and loved ones," he continued. "I will not only love you, but sit with you in the dark when all you want is silence. I’ll be with you every step of the way, whatever it may be. And... I will never hurt you, either intentionally or unintentionally."
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