Her maturity level lingers bellow average. Always believed you to deserve a better woman to wed. Perhaps a Diamond or a beautiful Ruby, yet the ring was placed on a rhinestone. A man far from selfish to wed a woman, if even that, with more self love than true should be. Thoughts came accross of wether judging a book by its cover was my path here. Yet she spoke and her ***** of unthought of sentences poured out like the night after. Her cover seemed oddly better than what actually was. Sad isn't it? A man I hold dear to my heart and existence, To wed the selfish. In today's times we do not seek what is deserved. No. We seek what is thought to be deserved and you love, you dug deep in the pits. To break two hearts for her own joy. The dissease crawling through her skin and flowing in her veins known simply as jealousy. Hatred without reason, she spills. Life has a rather humorous way to finish our stories. Broken apart by a walking sin.