The Unsaid Vows of the Wilted Rose -- created by XXcrying4lifeXX

(Note: I found this poem on Quizilla. I felt it captured my feelings. Also, this poem has been edited for spelling.)

A wedding so fine
The flowers are perfect
The scene is breathtaking
But the only one
Who has trouble
Celebrating this moment
Of two lovers' binding
In holy matrimony
Is the wilted rose
Amongst a bouquet of dead flowers
At the back of the room
In a dirty vase
Alone and forgotten
As the priest begins to speak
The rose is forced to watch
As the one they love
Gives their heart to another
Sitting back
With the pain
Of their whole life
Stored in their leaves
Just waiting to burst out
And announce to the world
They are in love
With someone
They can't be with
The priest glances into the audiance
"Speak now
Or forever hold your peace"
The rose stays silent
The words of many years
At the tips of their petals
Aren't strong enough
To break the bitter silence
That fills the church
The priest looks back to his book
"I now pronounce you
Husband
And wife"
The cheering lifts from the crowd
Of happy faces
But no one notices
The wilted rose
In the back of the room
That has now began to weep
For their love lost
The rose regrets staying silent
The words they thought of saying
Are now just the unsaid vows
That no one will hear