I made you
a promise on that night
crossed my heart
hoped to die
as we ate
powdered donuts
under the pale moonlight
I promised I would
follow you,
join you
down the road,
come to remove
the isolation and loneliness
But though I fought
to keep my word
in the end
I failed.
and our promise was broken
There's no pain
or guilt
quite like
breaking a promise
with a great friend
You had gone your way
I went mine
we grew up
and the pain faded
with time
And now I don't
cross my heart,
most assuredly
no more hoping to die
I still try my best,
but I don't give
my word
So I won't have
to break it
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