You never told me just how much it would hurt if we ever go apart.
I thought it was never gonna happen.
Moments ago, I made a Vow, you made a Promise, and like I prophesied, promises get broken.
You did broke your promise, But I kept to my Vow.
I told you, I will always love you better and, the one to love the most.
You doubted and, you faulted.
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Dead Letters
PoetryWe are Afraid. The supposed Ones with bravery of hearts are weakened because of affection. Now we lay low on succulent beds and Undercovers. These are my honest Dead Letters.