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I know it was a long time ago
When we drifted apart
Before we went on our own paths
We both made a promise to each other
You promised me you’d come back
While I promised that I’d wait for you
But when years passed by
I started to believe you lied to me
You never intended to come back at all
And your promise became nothing
The months went by
And years came
I swore to myself that one day
I’d forget you
To erase you forever
So I could ease the pain inside me
The hollow emptiness you left behind
And I told myself
With tears in my eyes;
“No more promises. It’s over.”
About the Creator
Isabella Renteria
"Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks." - Plutarch



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