The golden band slithered down his ring finger hidden in his palm, half kept sacred, away from sight. His gaze is distant  and contemplative. I wonder if he's thinking of her. I can't stand this aching inside of my chest, I feel it colapse and am surprised when it expands again with the air I needed to keep my brain alive and processing all this information gained from this beautiful mans presence, his expression says it all. He is in love.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Just writing.

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