Sometimes it's on my pinkie
Sometimes it's 'round my neck
Sometimes I twist it slowly
Sometimes It's hidden, care to check?
There are so many theories
About my metal friend
Some say it changes color
with every mood I get.
Some even speculated
That it's one of a pair
But no one dares say loudly
If it's a love affair.♡♡♡
A lot of stories are made about this little thing.
Inspiring loads of laughter
And giddy twitterings.
I hope to keep the secret inside my heart to stay.
But who knows I might tell you
If you're still with me someday
YOU ARE READING
A Musings
PoetryA collection of my random thoughts written as they come to me.. in the form of poems or short stories. The Musings of a wandering soul..
