I have searched through my heart, every entry and index as to when and how I wronged you.
I have looked through and through every series of encounter we had that held much unfruitfulness.
I have asked the "Why?" question so many times that I feel I alone have worn out its use in the English vocabulary.
But with all these enquiries, I can't figure out why you left me.
I had my whole life in the gesture of that ring,
I thought sincerely that I had found my missing piece.
We went along so well everyone said we were okay
but I guess I was too blind to notice you were not.
