Remeber when I gave you the ring.
I wore it that night around my neck.
Thinking I would never have a chance to give it to you

So parking lot pimping turned into a night in jail.
You were my first call somehow knowing you would answer.
I came out shirt torn, bruised and mouth ******.
I had a smile on my face, not because I was proud of what had transpired but because you actually gave a **** to show up.

I pulled the ring out of my pocket rope and all. Handed it to you saying ”I forgot to give you this”.
I rufused to go to the doctor a decision im still second guessing.

Took you out to eat. Subconsciously knowing you had been wanting to go to hayashi .
Held your hand in love and appreciation knowing that I would never want to do that to you ever again.

You wore the ring it was pretty much a perfect fit.
I tried my best to keep that promise engraved on it.

I did things I would never do for another who I did not love.

I may have my demons, but for you in your time of need they could never get in the way.

Now it probably sits in that little jewelry tin case in your new aparment  with you not even giving it a second glance.

But if you ever decided to pick us both back up. It reads.....

” given in love for proctection”.