I guess you can have your ring back now.
It doesn't mean anything anymore.
I've spent the last five years
Staring at the promises you never kept
When you gave it to me
The future was brighter than
The middle diamond
You promised.
But I know now that promises are broken.
And hearts are never healed.
And time doesn't do shit but make it last longer.
So take your ring back.
Let the weight fall on your palms
The ones you used to cup
My face with when we kissed
That ring will not be missed, I swear.
So take it back.
Your love is no longer needed.
Love, Tianamonique
