I wish I had a great introduction to his poem but I really don’t. It was inspired by characters that live inside my head and sometimes spill onto paper. They live imaginary lives and are part of made up love stories. This is just a small piece of one of those stories.
A promise is just a lie you want to keep
I won’t leave you.
I’m right here.
I’m not leaving.
You promised
me this
Over and over
On those late nights
When I couldn’t sleep
You promised
That you loved me
And that you always will
You whispered
Over and over
You promised
To be there for me
To share my secrets
And hold me when
The world got too big
You promised
happen again
You would never even
Speak with her again
You promised
That I was the only
One for you
That you needed me
In your life
But The problem with
A promise is
It’s just a lie
That we want to
Desperately keep
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