I'm moving on , but my mind does wander.
A black round ring given to you from me.
who knew that color would represent our destiny.

Black as the pavement we walked.
Black as the rotten apple on the corner store
Black as burning wood.
Black is what our relationship seemed to be.

I'm moving on , but my mind does wander.
A gift given to you from me.
Would it be different if I had chosen a specific color.