Should I?

HIS SIDE.
MINE.
EACH IN THE MODE OF ROPE.
THERE IS A FORMING KNOT.
FORMING SLOWLY.
TO FORM A BOND SO STRONG.
WE ARE ONE.
IN LOVE.
IN GOD.
IN HEART.
IN MIND.
IN SOULS.
IN EARTHLY TEMPATIONS TOGETHER.
AS ONE.
NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENNS.
BUT HE GOT ON ONE KNEE.
BEGGED HIS SWEET DARLING PLEASE.
TIE THE KNOT.

I THOUGHT AND THOUGHT.
ABOUT THE LULLABY HE SPOKE IN THE NAME OF THE DIAMOND RING.
ON GRADUATION NITE.
I LOVED HIM.
I WANTED HIM.
I NEEDED HIM.
BUT I THOUGHT ABOUT THE PAIN AND SUFFERING.
THE TEARS AND SWEAT OF THE RELATION WE HAVE FORMED.
I LOOK BACK OVER THE FEW BIG SMILES AND I LAUGH.
I KNOW.
HE LOVES ME.
OUT OF ALL THE TEMPTING THINGS HE COMMITTS.
I AM STILL THERE.
FESTERING IN THAT FELLOWS HEART.
UNTIL HE HAS TO HAVE ME FORVER.
TO TIE THIS KNOT.

THE PREACHER SPEAKS OF ALL THE PROMISES WE HAVE TO MAKE TO ONE ANOTHER.
I GET SCARED.
KNEES START TO BEND.
WEAKING AND NUMBING.
SICK TO MY STOMACHE.
I LOOK IN HIS EYES.
KNOWIN THE WORDS THAT PART HIS MOUTH ARE NOT TRUE.
SPEAK NOW OR FORVER HOLD YOUR PEACE.
I OBJECTED TO MY OWN WEEDDING.
BECAUSE I WASNT READY.
TO TIE THE KNOT!