Promises...[laugh]. Don't you dare make if you are not gonna live long enough. Don't make promises if you're not sure you're gonna stick around.
Imagine the pain of managing a heartbreak. A heart broken by the one you trusted beyond any reasonable doubt.
Waking up every morning to remember that there are those who promised to stick around. Yet nowhere to be found.
I don't mind losing a person only to wish we'll meet again in the after life. Not losing someone who decided to leave without a reason.
Do you know how much it pains to bleed from the heart? To cry from within. To not drop any tears because I am and I want to be strong for those who look up to me. I am somebody's hero, I just can't bear them see me cry. Who then will be my pillar of strength. I am strong for them all.
You make plastic promises and you throw them in the fire. I watch them burn to nothing. I respect you, so I cannot do anything at the same time.
I am not going to ask you to come back. All I ask for is that you take a share of our memories with you too. Let them remind you of the days we smiled and merried.
It pains me that our past is all that we had, the present is bridge that separatemy future from yours. So long my former dearie, hope life treats you better than I ever did
This is an original writing initially posted on Parrot Release