promises

Promises.

They are what I treasure more than some things

I store them up in my heart and hold them gently

But you?

You throw that word around aimlessly.

As if it is just another word

As if you don't care 

As if it doesn't mean a thing

And oh, how I wish I could catch those promises.

How I wish, how I wish you wouldn't take that precious piece as if it was just another thing.

I'd write you letters and I'd whisper you the reasons why

Promises are meant for honesty and trust

But I am not strong enough

I couldn't hold myself together long enough to get the words out

But if I had enough courage to tell you one thing,

I'd tell you,

Don't make another promise again

until you understand it and until

you

can 

keep 

it.

Because promises mean more to me than most things.

And I cannot let them be thrown around and battered.

Especially by you.

| unwritten letters |