To celebrate endings and beginnings. Memories and hope intertwined. Laughter and tears. Love. Sweet, air-in-your-lungs love. It has always been about love.
We were but little girls when we first met and known each other till we were women. This was all part of the dream. We both knew we all will come to this. At least, that was a common assumption.
That day sealed a thought. Terrifying, unthinkable, truth. I was never meant to go last. I was meant not to go at all.
Trivia: Taken while the bride, a long time friend, walked down the aisle at her wedding which took place in Alabang, Muntinlupa City, Philippines; March 2010.
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