Down From the Clouds Read Online Free PDF

turned the light off
    and I didn't know where to begin.
    I was falling at every turn,
    looking for your smile,
    but I hadn't seen the truth and light
    till I looked back in your eyes.
     
    Can you take the hand of this blind man?
    With you I can finally see.
    With our hands held together,
    we will walk in harmony.
    And if I ever loose my way again
    I’ll know just where to turn.
    Back to you my guiding light
    for you, my sweet one, this heart of mine does yearn.
     
    And now that we are standing together
    with our life about to begin,
    I can feel the warmth of the sun shine on
    with open hearts the love floods in.
    As I stand with you face-to-face,
    looking at your smile,
    I know nothing else could be this right.
    Our future starts tonight.
     
    Can you take the hand of this blind man?
    With you I can finally see.
    With our hands held together
    we will walk in harmony.
    And if I ever loose my way again
    I’ll know just where to turn.
    Back to you my guiding light
    for you, my sweet one, this heart of mine does yearn.
     
    Let's away my love,
    Let the world fade fast.
    I'll swear by heaven above,
    this love of ours will last.
     
    Now … take the hands of this blind man,
    to you I pledge my life,
    to love you faithfully,
    I'm counting myself as blessed to call you my wife.       
     
    Lydia stopped three feet away from me, kissed her dad on the cheek, and left his arm to join Matt's. He stood from the piano and took her hands. His smile could've broken his jaw if it were any wider. Lydia couldn't stop crying, but I can't tell you much after that because my eyes never left the picture of Ella standing across from me, staring right back.
    She stood beside the bridesmaids, hands clasped in front of her, green eyes shining in the candlelight. I smiled at her and mouthed, "I love you." She held up her pinky and mouthed, "I love you more."
    During the rest of the ceremony the world disappeared as I stared at the most beautiful thing to walk into my life. I couldn't wait to marry her. To call her my own. 

Chapter Four
     
    While Matt and Lydia spent their honeymoon on the hills of New Zealand—yes, a tribute to Lord of the Rings—Ella and I bought new furniture for our house and picked paint colors for every room.
    I have to say, and I'm not bragging here. Well, maybe a little. It amazed me how we agreed on so many things. I always imagined arguments or disagreements when it came time to decorate a house with my new wife, but not with Ella. Honestly, it was probably because she didn't care about that kind of thing. The complete opposite of Lydia in every way, but now that I thought of it, she reminded me a lot of Matt.
    Interesting.
    I shook the thought and turned to Ella. "I can't believe you don't have more of an opinion about the house considering your skills with Chances.”
    She shrugged. "It's kind of like my face. I can make it look better if I want to, but there's rarely a moment that I want to."
    I laughed. "Unique way of life there. Not sure many women could relate."
    "Well, as long as you don't care, I definitely don't."
    "I like your natural beauty. I'd take real over accentuated beauty any day."
    "Not sure many men could relate to you either, then. You'd never miss the fact that your guy friends would never consider your wife sexy?"
    "Pssh . . . are you kidding me? You’ve always said I’m the only man that should see that side of you, and I can’t help but love that idea.”
    She kissed my cheek. "You're a sweet one. If I didn't know better I'd say you were a good liar."
    "There's not much I'm good at, to be honest."
    "Oh, right. You can't fake humility with me. You're paintings are better than Monet, your music writing skills are way better than anything on the radio”—she twirled around the room—“your house decorating abilities. There's so much. Not to mention you are quite handsome."
    I took her hand. "Dance with me."
    My phone beeped. She looked up at me as we slow danced under the chandelier in