Napkins

I opened the slightly grey door and stepped inside the room. This was the room I was suppose to be getting ready in.

I sat down on the bed and stared at the wall in front of me.

"I can't do this." I said with a whisper.

A beautiful cloth napkin sat beside me on the dark, wooden nightstand. I picked up a pen along with that napkin and began to write;

"I'm sorry that you must hear this on our wedding day, and from a napkin, but my emotions I can conceal no longer. It's been weeks since I have felt love for you, I haven't noticed it until now. With much regret I will not be marrying you today. But I have full faith that you will find someone that will love you unconditionally. That person will be one that marries you. I leave you with this. Even though I love you no longer, you will always be in my heart.

Best Wishes xx"

I left the napkin on the bed and walked out of the door.

I could feel tears burning my eyes as I continued till I reached my car.

I sat in my car but I didn't turn it on.

From afar I watched as my ex-fiancé came out of the church napkin in hand only to take off in his car. I had hurt him. I was the one to break the fragile glass of someone's heart.

But what was I suppose to do.