Don't Let Me Disappear.

The Promise of "Forever"

Author's Note: most of this will be what's recently happened in my life told as if it happened to Prussia, considering I'm him more than I am myself. If you take this as a pity party then go ahead, but really I just thought maybe a way to cope with life problems is to write it down in a story, and I love to write. Thank you.
-ZeAlbinoPrussian
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Another Diary Entry:

Forever.

What a strange word, strange meaning. It's used rather often but rarely meant: the promise that something will stay the same or with you for eternity.

Usually what follows the use of Forever is a promise. Promises are there to make you feel like something in your life is real.

But as I've been told, promises are made only to always be broken.

Forever isn't real.

Then what's the point? What's the point in promising it will last forever? What's the point in promising you will never hurt the one you love, just to leave them in the long run?

Don't you understand?

Why make the promise if you know you'll break it? I was different. I was optimistic. I believed we had a future, somewhere to go, all the dreams we made were possible.

Apparently, believing in promises and forever is naive. Apparently I'm just some lost soul that doesn't understand how the real world works--yet I'm still here.

I'm here for the future.

I'm here off promises.

I'm here off Forever.

And if being naive and childish is how I will be seen in order to believe we have a chance, to believe life is promises and hope, to believe life isn't meaningless, even if our soul purpose in life is severed and we aren't much more than a memory, maybe if we believed... Forever wouldn't be a dream...

Maybe if we believed...

We wouldn't feel so alone...