February 9, 2015
A white cake with pink doves is all the food she wants on her wedding day. Her husband-to-be requires a cheese pizza. They will do away with guests, gifts and other wedding staples. If it were possible to wed themselves they'd do it. They will elope on a mountain, be joined together among pine trees, the sunset, birds. Salve. That's what he likes calling her. His salve, his balm. They want two children. A house, a garden, fluffy clouds overhead. She believes people are born for this, togetherness, a simple life, the knowledge that someone's got your back.