You promised me the moon
but it will never be as bright,
as that night we gazed up at the stars,
that night you held me tight.
You promised me protection,
but how?
when this pain is self-afflict?
for how can I expect you to know
how to make my broken heart fixed.
You promised me forever
but nothing ever lasts
and this pain growing in my chest
seems to be spreading rather fast.
