I begun to cradle the ring in my hands.

I was looking for some answers, where did it all go so wrong.

It wasn’t all bad, so I thought.

I couldn’t have bin blind all my life, or I couldn’t have found love in you.

So now where do we go?

How do we move away from love? We both cherished the feeling of love.

I know you sleep with someone new now; I understand I cry alone in the nights.

So here I sit, with a pen and paper.

Holding the ring that had bounded our love.

Remembering the moment where I knelt down to your presence and asking for your hand in marriage.

It isn’t what I expected from you.

To be already in love with someone else; using me as a chess piece in the game of life.

Here I sit cradling the ring, of are love.

I know love was never meant for you and me, but it doesn’t change the fact it still hurts.

Every time I see you being held by another man.

My love for you has never left, but my faith has withered away.