4 May 2012
Picture perfect memories,
Waiting for the phone to ring,
Playing with the diamond,
On my gorgeous wedding ring.
Other girls prayed for this kind of guy.
But he was mine.
Slipping through my hands,
Like perfect golden sand,
And,
On the bed,
Instead,
Of him.
Were fallen letters (fallen letters)
Fallen Letters - Verse One • Opuss № I