Pre-Marriage Depression...

Days are getting weirder and they are making me weirder too.

Sometimes, I see myself as a melancholic bride and the other time, I imagine it as the most wonderful thing.I think of my flaws and then I think of myself as a wife.

How would I manage it?

How difficult it can be to leave all the past depressive things.The darkness is tempting me to stay forever in it and the fresh morning is inviting me to wake up all again.

Amongst all these insecurities, I dream to be his wife.Wife of the man to whom I claim to love.I love him and I will try sustaining this bonding.Forever and ever.