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You’re stowed away now because you just collected dust. I bought you with hopes that I’d have the best of luck. Thus far…nothing. I watched you day after day, night after night, your beautiful interior began to fade…Ruby red to almost a dark gray. Tarnished from the seeping light through my curtains. I tried to keep you protected but the sun insisted. It was love at first sight; I knew I had to have you. I know I haven’t done well with satisfying you, but I’m waiting for the perfect time. There were a couple times when I almost grabbed you, but I decided to spare you. I wasn’t ready. I have to tell you, there’s this one in particular. August, he came in October. I think I thought I was ripe, as was he. Turned over leaves are not the same shade underneath. Foolish not to see, but the accuracy of his beautifully colored blades neutralized me. My vision is impeccable; at least I thought it to be. Nonetheless, I see you for all that you are. Patient, and the most devoted so far. You lay in the dark, where your divinity is downplayed, but soon enough, you’ll see the light of day. I promise you, the next time you come out, will be the last. You long for one thing, and I shall see to your receipt. You haven’t let me down; in turn I will give you the most amazing ring.