You Have No Idea Poem by susan brealey

That ring on your finger
Was suppose to be mine
You took him away from me
Do you know how much it hurts?

We were such a nice couple
So close, our souls overlapped
Until you came along
You ruined everything

Little miss perfect
You just said hello
But he was smitten the
First time he laid eyes on you

Now he's with you
And asked for your hand in marriage
You looked on top of the world
But I know you feel guilty

That ring on your finger
Is tainted with my jealously

Don't you ever forget that