Paper Rings Lyrics Novels & Stories

She cried for the girl she once was, for the woman she became, for the choices that led her here, the dreams she left halfway, for Raymond, and somehow for Derek. Her gaze went to the fancy wedding ring on her fourth finger, and she slowly slipped it off. For a second, she didn’t know where to place it. Then she walked to the vanity table, his favorite spot to watch her get ready. She placed the ring right in the center of the marble surface. It didn’t matter to her again if he signed the divorce papers or not, she was leaving him, this time for good. She would go far away and start afresh, without him, or any other.

Sir, I'm a bit nervous 'bout being here today Still not real sure what I'm going to say So bear with me please If I take up too much of your time But you see in this box is a ring for your oldest She's my everything, and all that I know is It would be such a relief If I knew that we were on the same side 'Cause very soon I'm hoping that I Could marry your daughter And make her my wife I want her to be the only girl That I love for the rest of my life And give her the best of me 'til the day that I die, yeah

“Kismet…Rings of Truth…the soft wings of your love caught me unaware. Apart we were like missing puzzles, constantly missing the other halves of ourselves. Missing you daily, calling your name…Peter…you saying Sammy…our fantasy…our reality, emotional, determined, and persistent, the soft wings of our love, magnetic, passionate, loyal, sensual, loving…you are mine, Peter, I am your Sammy.” END

The same ring Ryan had slipped onto my finger with trembling hands. "I promise to choose you every day for the rest of my life." His voice echoed in my memory. Back then, I had believed every word. I knew he had too. Somewhere along the way... Life had buried those promises beneath grief, exhaustion, and silence. Neither of us had noticed until it was almost too late. --- I picked up my paintbrush. Then set it down again. I couldn't concentrate. Instead, I found myself staring at the ring. My thumb slowly traced its smooth edge.

What we have is timeless My love is endless And with this ring I Say to the world You're my every reason You're all that I believe in With all my heart I mean every word So as long as I live I love you Will haven and hold you You look so beautiful in white And from now 'til my very last breath This day I'll cherish You look so beautiful in white Tonight I look up and I smile as I saw my man standing there waiting on me with a huge smile on his face. You look so beautiful in white, yeah yeah Na na na na So beautiful in white Tonight And if a daughter is what our future holds

I cried, closing my hand around the ring. #

I whisper, tears steadily streaming down my cheeks. The whole band on each one on is covered in tiny diamonds, right in the center is a different colored stone. Reece is holding one with a sparkly black gem. Raikin's ring has a small red gem and Ryder's ring has a tiny sky blue gem stone in it. Their favorite colors. A way for me to distinguish my rings. "Baby girl. I know we are still young and we have a lifetime of getting to know each other ahead of us, but we wanted to ask you something." Raikin says, drawing my attention back to him.

“You’re real, and you’re better than any dream. You’re fierce and brilliant and kind in a way that makes people around you softer. Stronger. Braver. You bring balance to the chaos in me. Harmony I didn’t know I was missing. You make me… more.” A tear slips down her cheek. I brush it away. “I vow to honor you. To walk beside you. To lift you up, even when I don’t have the words. I vow to choose you—every day, even when the road is hard. Especially then.” She nods, lips trembling. Clinton speaks again. “Let these rings be a circle of promise. No beginning, no end. A symbol of all you give to one another—and all you will become.” Ben places the ring on Tessa’s finger. There’s quiet applause, mu

“It’s оnlу еvеr bееn уоu. Jоеl, it wіll only еvеr bе уоu.” His lірѕ crashed аgаіnѕt mіnе, and I gаѕреd аt the іntеnѕіtу till hе рullеd away lеаvіng uѕ bоth раntіng. Hе gripped mу hаnd, removing thе ring frоm thе bоx. It wаѕ a sweet, еlеgаnt ring.

Punched the floor. My knuckles split open. Didn’t even notice. Didn’t care. --- I looked at the ring. Still in the box. Right where I left it on the table. Untouched. Pure. Hope in a velvet prison. I picked it up. Opened it. Stared at the diamond like it might whisper an answer. “Why?” I said out loud. The apartment didn’t answer. Only silence. Only her ghost. --- I threw the box against the wall. Hard. It hit.