Promises

It’s quite sad
How people make promises
About the future
Because they have no idea
What happens in the future
 
People say things like
I will always love you
I will always be here for you
Things will get better
 
‘I promise’
 
But
It’s 6 months later
And you don’t love me
You aren’t here for me
And
Things haven’t gotten any better

Sure, I can delete
your photos,
your texts,
your number;
but how do I delete
your face,
your voice,
and our memories?

You gave up. The minute things weren’t perfect anymore, you gave up on me and I can’t ever forgive you for that because even in your worst moments I would have never let you go.

I wanted it to be you. God damn, I really did.

You will miss her, God how much you’ll miss her. You’ll miss the way she would curl up in your arms when she was cold. You’ll miss the way she would wake you up with small kisses in your cheeks and neck. You’ll miss her words, the way she would start to talk about movies and stars and books without stopping a second. You’ll will miss her eyes, the way she would look at you like she’s looking at a beautiful sunset. You’ll miss the way she kissed you so dirty and deep letting you without control. You will miss the way she loved you. You’ll miss her and you’ll hate yourself for not making her stay, for not trying to be good enough for her. You will want her in your life again and it will hurt you like hell. You will miss her.