Promise Me

You promised me

Wonderful, glorious things.

 

You promised me

A white house, 

With not-blue shutters, 

A pond out front, 

And horses in the back

 

You promised me 

A late spring wedding,

In your beautiful church,

With rose gold decorations,

And an outdoor reception.

 

You promised me 

Two children,

A boy and a girl,

With names picked out,

And a dog for them too

 

You promised me

Wonderful, glorious things,

A life to look forward to,

But most importantly 

You promised me you wouldn't leave

 

You broke all of your promises

And you broke me as well

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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