Lovely she was, oh the things I wanted to do to her...
Going to that nice restaurant, eating everything I could and even more.
Giving her that ring was hard, I desired to keep it for myself so bad.
She was full of energy but after a while, I became tired and it was getting boring for both of us.
"Who the hell is that!" I shouted after I struck her soft cheek.
Everything was a lie, there was someone better than I.
Pain wasn't necessary, but unlike me, she was weak and deserved it...
Oh God, what did I do wrong?
The answer has something to do with Christianity.