Perfect ..... By CaitieAnjel **Written for a contest. I need some feedback. =)**

I remember the way I felt
When you slide it perfectly into place
On my left hand; my ring finger.

The silver felt cold against my skin
And the white Christmas lights hung around my room
Reflecting off the pink diamond
Centered perfectly in the middle.

I remember smiling every morning
Waking up and just looking at it
Knowing perfectly well what it meant.

I told you I sold the ring
After that fight, I just wanted to hurt you
But I kept it
I kept it in the perfect white box you gave me

I remember the last time we spoke
The coldness in your voice
The feeling of my whole being shattering into imperfect pieces

I took the ring out tonight
The silver is cold like it was before
I tried to put it on my left hand; on my ring finger
But time has changed it and it's changed me

It's imperfect


By CaitieAnjel

*I wrote this for a contest that could win me money and a potential scholarship. Any feedback you could give me would be awesome.

**And yes, this is a true story. Written from my own experience. It still feels a little ... off to me. Almost like it's not quite picking up the emotion I'm trying to express. What do you think?

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