Common | Felicia Phillips

Just a little too tight,
clinging around my finger.
Hurting a little,
only removable with water.

Just a little too dark,
outlinging my pale skin.
Making it itch,
like it was burnt.

Just a little too special,
a phrase I can't forget.
Only made for me.
Chizzled in, permenant.

Just a little unique,
someone helped me find it.
It is mine.