My left ring finger is embarrassed. It has lost it's clothes and is naked.
My wedding band is missing. It's been missing for awhile and I 'm sad. I feel naked without it. My ring finger feels lighter. I want it back. I've been tearing my house apart looking for it, and I look in places I think it might be, and it's not there.
I want people to know I'm married. I'm proud of my husband. I want people to know A.'s parents are happily married.
I wonder where it rolled off too. My finger is tired of being naked. And I am too.
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