Possibly craptastically cheesy...

Okay, so its like 2:30AM and I was in the mood to type up some of what I have written, which generally means a small edit before I let all of you fabulous people read it, however, since it is the middle of the night, I have no idea how incredibly cheesy, or stupid this sounds. So, be warned now....the following could be INSANELY cheesy and stupid. Read at your own risk!

Oh, and its the wedding of Luke and Elizabeth...if I wasn't mormon, this is the wedding I would want to have! ENJOY!

I stepped out into the perfect morning and thought about what I had always assumed my wedding day would be like. It was supposed to be this huge production with hundreds of guests that I had never met; everything planned down to the smallest minute detail. The social event of the season. It was not the wedding I had dreamed of. The atmosphere around me now was more what I dreamed of. A quaint church nestled next to a small grove of trees, a brook trickling happily somewhere near by with the birds singing sweetly in the trees.
Our wedding would be out near those woods. I glanced down at my simple- yet elegant- white dress that fell straight to the ground. It had cap sleeves and a neck line that was higher than the fashion of the day, but drew your eyes to my face; which was framed by my long black hair that fell over my shoulders in loose curls that gave it that "beachy waves" look; only a small part of it was pulled up to hold my veil in place. My silver jewelry shone off my olive skin more brilliantly than anything I should have had from Tiffanys. Instead, I wore the tennis bracelet Luke had given me the first time he told me he loved me, and the necklace his mother wore at her wedding. It was a thin silver chain that held an intricately woven ring of silver that twisted and turned elegantly. It reminded me of a dance as it moved in and out and around each other.
I walked away from the church flowers in hand; they were the deepest, richest red roses I had ever seen. This was not the wedding I ever thought I would have; this was the wedding I had dreamed of and wished for all my life.
The small group of our closest family and friends rose as I reached the aisle and walked towards the man of my dreams. He glanced up as I approached and he froze in place, a small smile creeping in the corners of his mouth as he took me in from head to toe. I strengthened the protection charm I had cast on this grove as he reached for my hand and I took it. No one would bother us today. This was my day to forget the life I had left behind.
He looked incredibly handsome in his dark suit and crimson tie. Every time I looked into his eyes I was always taken aback by them. Although today they almost seemed the same color, his left eye had a darker hint of green then his piercing blue right eye. But even then, I could see the adoration and love I had always hoped for in them. This was real, for once in my life I actually got my greatest hope and dream. To see Luke, quite literally the man of my dreams, looking at me adoringly on our wedding day.
The ceremony was simple, and yet sweet. As we exchanged vows, I knew Luke meant every single word he spoke. I knew he would never leave me, and that he would always take care of me. When I spoke those same words he squeezed my hand in response telling me he knew I meant it too. After our vows were said, he slid my wedding band onto my finger, completing my ring which I could not imagine without it now. The two rings flowed together into one ring. Like me and Luke; two halves of the same thing that seemed incomplete without the other. The preacher then pronounced us husband and wife and Luke leaned in to kiss me. I couldn't help but slow down the time around us for a brief moment and savor this just a little bit longer. Luke pulled away and after that look he so often gave me, noticed that no one around us was moving.
"Don't worry, I just slowed time down a little. I wanted this moment to last a little bit longer." I told him as I gently pulled his face back to mine.
"oh, is that all?" He laughed lightly.
"Can you blame me?" I ran my fingers through his loosely curled hair and continued "You better kiss me again so I can speed up time before people notice we aren't moving" I said with a wink, and he kissed me at the same instant I let time start at its normal speed again. Within seconds we were surrounded by our friends and family.