Tells me he loves me,
I postulate the pros of being with someone so divine,
But i reply with a heavy heart,
'I do not love anymore'.
His once so bright and beautiful eyes glisten,
The pain so apparent that I struggle to hide my own.
oh love, my love, this is your fault,
this heart of mine does not mend.
Poem by Myself
Ring bought at a convention a few years ago
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