“I promise”
I’d say that’s probably your favorite phrase.
Every time you said it I felt more special than the time before.
that was until I entered your head.
you let me in.
and maybe I should be grateful for that.
but the second I unveiled what these words meant to you I unveiled what I meant to you. these words meant nothing.
These words were convenient.
These words were easy.
These words were used.
I feel as though these words and your feelings for me go hand-in-hand.
You used your promises to keep me occupied while you continued your games.
And it worked.
Until you gave me your empty word one too many times.
And all the rest came crashing down.
But the difference was you didn’t care this time.
You didn’t fight with the “I messed up”s and the “please don’t be mad”s.
You let go.
and I could’ve done the same.
No. I fought for you.
I pleaded for you.
I could say it’s because you were everything to me.
and that’d be true.
But instead I let myself believe it’s only because I thought one day I could mean as much to you as “I promise.”
