Down the aisle..

Things I have to say to you..
Yet all the words seem too few!
Can't stand to see you with her,
Can't forget how things were..

It burns me from deep inside
yet the pain I do hide,
And I fake a huge smile
as she walks down the aisle..

I feel that excruciating pain
every memory flashes back again;
Tomorrow you wouldn't be mine,
tomorrow I wouldn't pretend I'm fine...

I catch a last glimpse of  " my-you"
before you say " I do"
I turn around and walk away
trying to forget yesterday...