I'm His One and Only

An entry for Cards Against Authors week 1 prompt

Wedding bells are ringing
And I am dying in my chair
in the back of the audience
I'm invisible, sitting there.

How did this happen?
That he'd be at the altar
with me in the audience
watching him kiss her?


Ugh, of course I've done this,
and messed it all up.
I've even ruined this poem.

It doesn't even rhyme right.
I'm not his one and only,
I don't even know him,

Just who he was that night.

Line count: 15
Poetry form: Self-invented/edited for use of poem.