The ring

Once I did not know

How to love one girl

But I felt like a shadow

My heart had started to unfurl

But I was too late.

I had made a mistake

She knew it was not her fate

She said she needed a break

I went to her home

But Now I saw the ring

It reminded me of Rome.

I had given her a ring in spring.

She had replaced the space with a band of lace.

Now I was gone, good bye Grace.