Not just a Ring

Posted: January 9, 2017 in Heartache
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A band on his finger,

A closure of a promise,

A sense of belonging,

A proof he left me,

A guard to never ask,

What I won’t ever be.

With words impeccable,

To mend a broken heart,

He called her by her name,

Long before he knew,

His own were carved in mine,

As I sat there mourning,

Digging my own graveyard.

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Comments
  1. jasandnigel says:

    And now imagine what it would be like to wear the ring with that feeling?

  2. You feel with everything and you do so eloquently.

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