Swear It on Your Favorite Sweater

We should make a living will

For the very end

When you and I aren’t lovers

And we fail at being friends

You’ll want back your sweaters

I’ll drop them in the post

And cry at night when I reach out

But cannot hold you close

We should make a promise now

Before it falls apart

To be kind to each other

Even with a broken heart

To practice being grateful

Even if we aren’t forever

To remember the times fondly

When we were happy and together

While we’re in this place of falling

And can’t ever imagine it could end

Promise me your kindness

If one day we’re not even friends

Even if you want to promise forever

In this place of ease and bliss

Swear this on your favorite sweater

And seal it with a forehead kiss.

Originally published on Medium