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Her lost Ring
Her lost ring
My last girlfriend gave me a ring. It wasn’t a very fancy or an expensive ring and it obviously wasn't a wedding ring. It was one of those mood rings that changed colors with the temperature. I had given her one a couple of weeks before that but it mysteriously disappeared from her home. The new ring always rested on the base of my ring finger, although sometimes I changed it from finger to finger, it always stayed on my right hand. I slept with it, showered with it, I never went anywhere without that ring. It soon became my stress relief: I used to roll it with my thumb or take it out and flip it in that same hand. It kept me focused and it felt somewhat nice because, whether we were near or far, it felt like I was grabbing her hand. I felt connected to her left hand, which is where she had the twin ring. As time passed, the plastic film that showed the “mood” had fallen of, I was left with the metal part of the ring, which was black on the outside and faded copper inside. I think it made it look more elegant that way, but I liked how it changed colors from time to time. Days before that plastic had fallen off, the humidity in the ring formed spots that looked a lot like three birds walking in a line, all different sizes but the same shape. They also used to change shape as the rest of the ring but it was separate from the ring itself: if it was blue, the birds were green, if it was red, the birds were a bright orange, and so on, always some faded tones off from the rest of the ring. We always held hands with the hands where our rings were, like two people who haven’t seen each other in years and couldn’t stand to let go of each other. Since a couple of days ago, I’ve been unable to hold that ring-hand, and I wonder if I ever will again, but in the meantime I’m keeping my twin ring the closest I can to the reason I’m still alive, the one thing that will always be with me through thick or thin, as long as I’m breathing and it keeps beating. Until we meet again, I thank you.
