Poezja

A promise will been broken, 
Between her and him.
She dies slowly inside; 
Her vision growing dim.

He wonders if one day, 
She'll finally see, 
That the promise she'll break, 
Will break all that could be.

'Don't worry' she whispered, 
into his ear, 
'my promise won't be broken, 
although my time is near.'

'But how? ' cried He. 
'You'll be leaving me soon, 
and that would be worse
than my life's own doom! '

'I promised to stay
by your side forever
this small little mishap
won't bring this promise to never'

'In the dark, 
in the light, 
 I'll be there, 
out of sight'

“So stop crying, don't fret, 
my lover, my friend, 
for one day we'll be, 
together again'