I don’t know how it happened,
but it’s happened once again.
I took it off to dry then
I forgot my ring again.
I’m sad when I forget it
and feel like a big dummy
and cannot wait to get it
to ease my worried tummy.
I feel naked without it
because it’s a part of me.
I can’t live without it
because it’s a calming sea.
I just wanted to tell you:
I didn’t mean to do it.
My love for you still is true,
I hope you can intuit.
