I can't believe this is happening. I'm marrying the woman I love. It's funny how love works. It's never the girl you think you love, but the one that's right for you. You don't realize it until they come into your life. You never know it until you know them, when you know their perks and their flaws, and love every part of her for what she is. "Do you wish to take her hand in marriage?"
"I do", without hesitation. The priest smiles, for he knows how I feel and is grateful for having the honors of announcing our eternal love. She says "I do". On the outside I'm calm, grinning the widest grin a man could have. On the inside I'm freaking out. This is actually happening! This is the greatest moment of my life! What do I look like right now? Probably like a little kid at the fair. But I don't care. What matters is her and only her. This moment is more important than anything in my life and I'm going to cherish it and enjoy it for as long as possible.
"You may now kiss the bride"
I lean in.