You made me promise not to leave you,
I did what you asked without a lingering thought,
on the condition that you never left,
me.
You loved me and I promise, I swear,
I loved you too,
even if I never showed it to you.
But the thing I think is funny,
is also the thing I think is sad.
While I had promised to never leave you,
To cherish all he times we had;
You had those fingers, behind your back,
crossed.
I was the only one to keep their promise,
because you were the one that left.
May 16, 2013
May 16, 2013 at 2:13 PM UTC
You made me promise not to leave you,
I did what you asked without a lingering thought,
on the condition that you never left,
me.
You loved me and I promise, I swear,
I loved you too,
even if I never showed it to you.
But the thing I think is funny,
is also the thing I think is sad.
While I had promised to never leave you,
To cherish all he times we had;
You had those fingers, behind your back,
crossed.
I was the only one to keep their promise,
because you were the one that left.
