A knock at my door,

I feel the sensation,

I realize its the sound of pure devastation,

I decided I wouldn’t go to bed till you arrived,

I knew I would be tired, a bit sleep deprived,

I was up in the morning and getting bit sick,

The day we got married,

Laid down that first brick,

To the rest of our lives I remember you said,

We wouldn’t part unless one of us dead,

I remember I carried you over the threshold,

We laughed with each other like we were old,

You were my life,

You were top rate,

Now, a uniformed man,

Has entered the gate,

He has in his hand the circle of life,

The golden loop,

That proved you my wife,

He said you had given it softly to him,

With a smiling face,

But one yet so grim,

One bottle rolled out,

Of the bloodstained floorboard,

Not one drip leaked out,

For the signs you ignored,

You felt a bit dizzy, a little bit hazy,

When confronted you’d curse, call the man crazy,

Your having girls night,

With all of your friends,

Ashley and Courtney are on each of the ends,

I am dressed up in finest of fashion,

A look you adored and loved with a passion,

You were a little bit late, like a born again teen,

You said you’d be back at twelve,

Not gone at twelve- fifteen.