when i made this promise, the silver linings are surfacing;

or so i thought.

then things happened, harsh words came time and time again
between careless tongue and restless mind and regret
that came a little too late.

and that's how the heart gets hurt.

so here they are, twinkling in my hand like cold stars--hello again,

--it was a nice three months and i thought i would never have to
hurt you again.

here is for another promise i broke.

                           - for every inch of skin i have slashed in attempt to
                                                             ­                        *make myself pay.