The ringing bells echo in my head. The mixing white and black colors blind my vision. And all i taste is the red roses surronding me. Some say its a celebration that of a new life going on. Others say it's a mourning period as they watch the one they love most be taken away from them. All i know is that the sleak black suit I'm in is damp with sweat. Never in my whole life have i been this nervous. But as i see her walking down the isle i known in my heart i have done the right thing. Standing arm in arm listening as the words that have been repeated for years are said my head becomes clear. As i turn and put the magnificant ring on her finger my eyes become clear and as i kiss her my mouth is finally open.