She’s happy.

You can tell. You’re the one who bring that smile on her face.

She’s beautiful.

White dress she wore only accessories. Although she didn’t wear it, you still would say she is beautiful.

She hugs you very tightly like she doesn’t want let you go – again.

You know the reason. That’s why without saying a word, you hug her back.

She sheds tears – a happy one.

You wipe it gently. And give her the best genuine smile you ever had.

“I miss you…”

You know she meant it. But you didn’t reply because you know she knows you feel the same. You just too shy to voice it out.

She hugs others.

They’re your friends too. You just standing there – enjoy the happiness that shinning from her face while hugging your (and hers) friends.

She looks at you – inviting for a group hug.

You almost run when obey her order. Secretly you admit you missed this warm feeling when you reach them. It almost brings tears to your eyes.

She stares at you again.

You finally let the tears fall when you feel her warm palm caressing your back.

She’s here in your arms.

You know, you don’t want to let her go again…