There was a moment when and where I made a promise.
It was said with emotion, with worth, the weight behind the words being felt and realised.
I thought that I could keep that promise.
I wanted to keep the words and hold them against my heart like a shield.
I failed. I promised too much. I used words as frivolously as the air I breath.
A promise is a promise is a promise.
I’m human. I say things. I do other things. I speak words.
I broke my promise.
Please forgive me, I’m human. Please forgive me, promise?