I promise you,
I promise you that this time,
I'll be perfect.

I know you only tell me lies,
but I love you so much that I'll force myself to believe them.


I will remember you,
I will remember you in those fractions of moments between the past and present and the present and future,
where the concept of time is irrelevant.

This will be the last time I ******* without telling you how much I hate you.


I will find you,
I will find you where some part of you still exists.
I keep it in a box under my bed.

Even after all these years,
all the progress that I've made melts away every time I see you.


I will run to you,
I will run to you until my addiction incapacitates me,
but at least I’ll know that I had a reason.

The skin that was scarred because of you has finally been shed.
I am ready to try again.


I promise you,
I promise you that this time,
I'll be perfect.