Forever.
Always.
That’s what you said.
But the moment
came and passed.
Tears.
Enough to swim through.
Lies.
“I’m fine.”
Enough to drown in.
Promises.
They seem to be made
just to be broken.
“Cry me a river.”
I did.
“Build a bridge.”
I did.
“Get over it.”
I can’t.
You’re the troll
under my bridge
forbidding passage.