scars

When I loved you more than the whiskey
and you were the only drug I needed
I asked you to marry me
and bought you a diamond ring
I was proud
when it sparkled on your finger
telling the world
that you were loved by me
and loved me enough
to give all of yourself to me
you looked at me
in those days
like I was saving you
from something
my damzel
un distressed
then somewhere
in the blur of time
and infidelities
you looked at me
with hate in your eyes
searching for a reason
to stay
it all came to a grand finale
when she called me
and you took your fist
that ring attatched to your finger
and connected with my skull
right above my left eye
and spilled my blood
all over the floor
where I had left your heart
I found a way
to make you want to stay
but after that
it wasnt the same
and not long after
I began to love
the whiskey
the drugs
much more than you
and you left anyway
last night I saw you
at the bar with him
but my ring was still on your finger
I remember thinking about loving you
so much
that it brought the tears out
so I walked into the bathroom
to hide
then I walked over to the dirty mirror
looked at the scar you left me
to remember you by
and thought
I should have pawned the ring for drugs when I had the chance