Personal and unique
Snaps of expression
Not like the photography of my day
Gone are the super staged
Awkward prom photos
With the bride and groom
Hovering in a wine glass
Perfectly centered
With a soft filter on
Fresh and real
The rules are gone
Though I still cling to tradition
Time to evolve
I know this
I want to believe
I want to make it my day
Embrace me
Be genuine
An intimate guest list
Grown between a fine-art
Heirloom photo album
Revisiting family traditions
And cultural heritages
Who am I?
Why am I in this mess?
I hardly remember walking down the aisle
The first time
Today is a day for remembering
And weeping
Glowing the way unwanted things do
Like a neon sign
Guiding me to the taste in someone else's mouth
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