Pink bows in her hair, wearing a silky white dress and holding a basket full of flowers. The flower girl, Alessia, for her parents' wedding. When they said their vows, Alessia's eyes glimmered. She knew they were true. They, at least, felt true. After 12 years, she finally realized. Love is a lie. Weddings are pointless. Wasting money, saying vows, making promises you can't keep. You break a family rather make one this way.
My parents fought on weekends, and acted on weekdays. Performing for their audience. Others around them would never know until they walked a mile in my shoes. The 2 adults looked so happy with each other, but behind closed curtains, they were monsters. They never loved each other. Well, maybe they did because they had me. Maybe they thought it would work out. Maybe, they could have honestly made a great family together. But, dreams are not reality.