He asked me to be at the wedding
To be the godmother of his kids
Of course I accepted
But nothing hurt as much as that did
We've been scorched by the fires of hell together
Fallen down and stumbled to our feet together...
Somewhere along the way I fell in love
“you're my best friend” he tells me
And every single time
Something inside wants to cry
To scream
CAN'T YOU SEE I LOVE YOU?
The words stick to my tongue
Instead when he calls because there was yet another fight
I do what I can to help him make things right
He is my best friend after all
Always the one to pick me up
To dry every last tear...
That's why no matter the pain
I will be there to watch him say I do

Awwww Nicki, I feel like that with my own daughter...I get an invitation to be a guest instead of the one to walk her down the aisle. My heart was broke, but I will survive.

Very heartfelt and soul wrenching

damn that sucks. i feel that way with my ex who has my kids. i hope im the one my daughters call to be the one to give them away.