silenced whispers of the heart | poetry

broken promises

we made a pact.
a promise.
we pinky swore.
like childish idiots,
we were.
we really were.
you promised me your heart,
and i offered you mine
in ten years time.
it's been a year.
we promised nothing would change
until then.
but everything did.
in a whole revolution round the sun,
we revolved around different things
and grew apart.

on the same day we made the pact,
just a year passed,

we didn't talk anymore.
we planned for something
that has turned to nothing.
we still had nine more years together
to build something good,
to live in a fantasy in reality,
to turn friendship into love.
but this is no fairytale.
it's just sad reality.
in the real world, there's no magic.
the wonder we could've made for a decade
was swept away by a broomstick.
but instead of blaming witches,
i blame myself.
i ruined us.
i turned our magic into dust,
throwing it all down the bin.
you tried to fulfill our promise.
you tried to save us.
but i couldn't fight.
instead of facing everything by your side,
i retreated like a coward.
i refused to become a soldier,
just to act like a queen,
a royal who deserved nothing,
not even you.
the fantasy we planned had ended midway,
its chapters torn to shreds.
i didn't deserve a story with you,
because my mind clung to the past
and yours foreshadowed a mirage.
from the start, our story was bound to end,
our promise was null and void.
i wished we didn't even try for a year.
i wished we hadn't shaken our hands.
i wished we stayed just as friends.
for a year, we tried.
after a year, we failed.
some promises are fulfilled,
not ours.
not our deal.
i broke it.
i broke you.
my best friend.
my love.
my mistake.
i'm sorry.