Lying, sighing tears cascade
upon the bed you made.
Never a thought of the cost,
in hollow vows you made.

Wrapped around your finger
that simple band of gold.
Once it shone with love's promise,
now tossed, tarnished and cold.

On one hand, I understand
lost love, for what it's worth.
That tight'ning ring, like broken wings ~
sent you plummeting to earth.