It was a story I knew all to well. It started with love. So blissful so happy. It would end with something so unexpected. Little did I know I was in love by myself. Now seperated by something so big, so powerful, but yet so tiny and delecate. It amazed me as how somethin so small could mean something so big. It's amazing where love takes you. How could something so right be so wrong. Not that love is to blame. Sparkling in the morning sun, Supporting a simple rock with so much value it longs to be worn. Almost as if saying I am yours, you are mine. we are forever. We are one. In the hands of a man willing to take a big step, willing to be hers, willing to have a lifetime with her. In his hands sat an object determining a future, a life, In his hands he had a Plain Gold Ring...