The Best Man

Today I woke up early.
I put my best suit on.
I drove down to that little church
and walked in all alone.
I stood up front and listened
as the wedding song began,
and watched as you walked out in white
and took my best friend’s hand.

Now there stands the angel
that once belonged to me.
My love for her has never died
but I know that she won’t see.
Please don’t say those words,
don’t put on that wedding band.
Someone please remind me,
who is the best man?