Opal Remmington,
never let me go.
You said you loved us both
but how is that the truth?
I bought you those lovely yellow tulips
whilst he only made you coffee,
I bet he doesn\'t know you have a sweet tooth for toffee...
I\'ve saved your lock of hair
but that doesn\'t mean this is fair.
You\'re letting me go
aren\'t you
aren\'t you?
Opal,
my writing terrifies me
just like your choices.
What about us?
Dare I say \'my opal\',
when it sounds foreign on my tongue?
It really really stung when you flung my ring on the table.
Maybe one day we\'ll be able
to forget this
and start over.