11-19-2008, 02:15 AM
01. Ring
On top of the old dusty drawer lay a box. A small velvet box. It used to contain a ring, a precious ring. A simple ring, with nothing but three small diamonds on top. Three diamonds, and a promise, a promise to a girl. Yesterday, today, tomorrow. But that ring is long gone, that promise long broken, that girl's heart long mended. For there is no such thing as a promise, it was just disappointment in disguise. She used to wear the ring everything. She'd watch the stones catch the light of the sun and play off her face. She'd use to admire it and fall into a passionate phase, thinking about love. But when that promise was broken, she broke too. Fell apart. And when she finally regained herself, she took off her ring. A single kiss was given. And she let her fingers slip. And she let the ring fall. And she close her heart. And now she sits by the window, waiting for him.
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