Promise

Hey you. You there, all happy. How'd it happen? A promise made, a promise broken. You gave your word. What a worthless thing, the word of a heartbreaker. My insides are all torn out. Do you even care? You should, Your a so-called friend. Yeah right. I feel so alone, since you left. Why'd you leave me? You promised not to. You promised to stay, and be there for me. That's what a friend does. No pain, no regret. Regret of sharing myself, with someone who I though I could trust. Pain of being decieved by someone I cared so much about. Why did you break that promise? Why did you have to hurt me? Why did you have to choose him? There are a million people that you could've chosen, why him? Was it to make me understand what it is to be hurt by someone I cared about. Or just despite that simple promise you gave your word on. I'm not following you. Your leading me ina million directions. You knew how i felt. Knew what I wished that I could take back. But now, now I wish I could take back you. Your ever saying. Your ever calling me. Me ever trusting in you. I should have known. Should've seen it coming. Perfect timing. Thanks for being there. Thanks for making me talk. Thanks for taking me out. And thanks for making a promise and giving your word. Thanks for breaking it. I wish I could take back you, and the promise you made, that broke my heart. Written February 21st, 2002 © on Feb 21 2002 01:58 PM PST   18 • 0 • 10