Gritos al aire

I do have a thing with jewels. 

I love accessories, necklaces, rings, bracelets. 

And I need to have something permanent, I have a bracelet and my rings.

'Rings'. 

It sounds amazing. Why? 

Because one of my guys, I love them, gave me a silvery ring for 'Love and Friendship'.

They've always said they're going to marry me, I usually laugh but I don't know, I can never know. 

Though, I love my present. 

I love when they just come out of nowhere with a chocolate bar or with a beer because they know I'm curious. I love when he says he wants to give me a ring because it's what I've wanted for many years. 

I love them, that's it. I love my boys, and I would choose them if I could.

I can't, I don't see myself loving them that way, but I love them with all my soul.

And I love my ring, as I love my fountain pen, and as I will love my new 'Belle' necklace when Len decide to give it to me. 

What can I say? It's no wonder why I can walk through fire for them. 

They're the best I have in this life.

(I'm sorry, I know it took me a while to publish this but here it is).