You
captured my whole world in a coy,
single
simple
smile
A lighthearted grin conveying no meaning
nor intentions, nor yearning,
but the purest of joy

and though that's not an offer
all I want now is to join in that little happy world,
leave mine behind,

so simple, pure, so naive...

how we exchanged nothing else but a simple banter
...

but if you'll let everything unfold,
with me, even if it doesn't work out, with a memory so fond,
I would be contented enough in make believe

I wear a ring on the fourth finger
I get asked who I'm married too.
I say A ring on any finger is what you make it to be.
A ring on my wedding finger does not mean i am married
Marriage is trust, love, committed to each other, vulnerability, no secrets, friendship and so much moreb. Marriage is promise to always be there no matter what, until death. So why is it that its called the wedding finger when indeed it could possibly be called the promise finger because are we not promising to spend the rest of our lives together. Even if one is not in a relationship with that person does that now make wearing a ring on that finger forbidden?

how the **** am I to write about anything, anyone else
when you're still the only thing that clouds my brain?
I feel fine most nights but when you cross my mind,
I'm paralyzed