I went to a wedding in the past few weeks and had a chance before hand to just sit and look around. Most of them were generally familiar faces of distant family members (oooooh you've gotten so tall! How's school, dear, what do you want to be when you get older?) but since it was a wedding, there was a whole host of people I had never seen before, including this woman.
She was pretty, in an worn-out sort of way. Her hair was tossed strawberry blonde and she wore the wrinkles on her face like a war paint. It did not matter that her clothes (a hot pink + sunshine yellow skirt and blazer combo) were the boldest colors alive; she was bold, with pink lipstick painted on emotionless lips.
I don't know if I described her like I should, because I never spoke a word to this woman. But she sat directly across from my family, and she never once looked over at me. Her lips remained pinched the whole time, and she sat alone. Not even during the wedding did she whisper how pretty the bride was to her equally bold partner, for none showed up.
After the wedding, she vanished, slipping by while I was held back for pictures. But I hope she's out there, with loved ones, happy, because she seemed so bold and lonely and prim at the wedding. Nobody should be alone at a wedding, nobody.
Who did you meet today?
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