The day you wear white I will cry at the alter,

not just because I'm sad, but also I'm happy.

That day you will get all the love that I've wished you had.

On every dandelion and shooting-star.

The day you wear white I will have lost something though.

You will no longer call me when you need to switch your tires, because now he will.

I'll no longer be the person who gets your extra invite or ticket,

Nor will I be the first and only person you call to go shopping with you.

But I'll be happy, because now you won't just get good morning texts from him,

You'll get morning hugs and kisses.

And he'll bring you on ice cream dates because you can't have coffee.

He'll always be there when I'm not to binge watch a show so you don't do it alone.

The day you wear white I'll wear that ugly shade of yellow, or maybe purple.

And all of our parents will be trying to match me up with a guy.

I'll probably sneak in some chocolate, to eat while your preparing in the room.

At least we'll both be happy, even if I cry.

And when you wipe the tears away more will take their place,

because even losing a part of you to another bigger world hurts a little.

So, I'm going to steal all the ice cream hangouts and Netflix binging I can.