I'm walking through this huge Gothic Cathedral, like the one's they have in France, and there are roses floating in the air... People are all around, smiling at me, some commenting on my "beautiful" dress... I had white roses in my hands, my hair was done up in ringlets like I used to wear it and reaches down to my butt like it did before I burned it last September..
There are little girls dancing ahead of me, all dressed in white... I'm smiling the whole way down the aisle, the roses gently grazing my faces, doves flying in these huge cages all up and down the church... The band playing is The Cranberries and they're in the middle of "Dreaming My Dreams" when I finally reach the alter...
I couldn't see the face of the groom, however. For some reason I felt safe through out the ceremony even though I had no clue who he was.. When the priest said, "You may now kiss the bride.." At first I thought I saw John, but it was really Aaron.
