Far away down the road I see a man,
Wait a second, he's a boy pretending to be a man,
He's looking in the distance holding onto something,
Trying to offer resistance but seems to be failing,
I can't see his eyes but I can hear his heart,
It's screaming like it's been torn apart,
Suddenly I felt curious,
I didn't knew him but it felt like I did,
What is he holding onto?
And why was he doing what he did?
My mind was made up,
I stepped closer to him,
Standing behind him,
My hand on his shoulder,
He turned to me,
I knew something was wrong,
He turned out to be a mirror,
**** it was me all along,
My curiousness turned to realisation,
But at least I had the answer I was looking for,
Looked down at my hands what was I holding onto,
Oh yeah I remember it's a promise
We made each other do,
You promised that you will never leave me,
I promised that we will always be,
But here I am on the road where we once used to walk,
Holding onto my part and you have gone far,
I don't know why world has been so cruel and such,
It has shown me something real I can't touch,
Looking away in the distance with my side of promise in my hand,
I see you,
You seem happy,
Sometimes it seems funny how,
You broke the promise and my heart and u don't even seem to care now,
Looking away in the distance with my heart in my hand,
Is it raining?
Why are my eyes getting moist.
Tears.
Promises.