"I'm here...looking at my best friend and her husband...oh god I'm going to start tearing up...I promised her I wouldn't! I..remember when she was a little girl...we were the best of friends...and now she's all grown up and I'm still- well..."

you give the speech to the bride...and start to tear up a hand wraps around your waist and I nuzzle my nose into your neck

"It's okay love..."

I say quietly