WerewolfAislinn

                                                               Her Wedding Day Dressed in all white, wearing a dress we had picked out together, she looked amazing. Hell, I didn't know enough words to even come close to describing her. I saw her smile, and the happiness in her eyes made the sharp pain in my chest almost nonexistent. He took her hand and gently slid the gold ring onto her finger. I looked away, my eyes already glazing over. I promised, with much persuasion from her, that I'd be here, but this was just too hard. I couldn't blame her though; I was dying. I didn't have… a life to offer her. Not anymore. Out of the corner

                                                                   Slipping Away As I sat there by her side, holding her slightly cold hand, I remembered what someone had once told me: " In the end, you start thinking about how it all started." And that's exactly what I was doing; I thought about when I first met her, the moment those stunning brown eyes had met mine. I remembered when she had asked me a simple question, one that required no thinking on my part, while all I could do was stand there like an idiot, my thoughts evading the answer and instead focusing on how beautiful she was. I remembered thinking how lovely this woman was, how