When we fell in love it was magic
pure and sweet, unadulterated love
our friends envied us, our dreams were secure
and we promised each other forever
day by day we grew closer together
and as the week and months grew older
so did our bond; it grew to be sacred
and we promised each other forever
"do you love me" I once asked
you held me tight, so close to you
"Of course, I do. Forever and ever."
"and will you leave me someday love?"
I always feared you would go far away
because what we had was so perfect
and always when I asked you this
you said "No, you have me for life"
The months turned to years and to decades
and soon we had become ripe with age
and every day I asked you, again,
"Will you leave me someday love?"
and even through our hardships
and through childbirth and depression
and through arguments and funerals
"I promise you forever, babe."
And on the morn of our forty-fifth year
I rose early to wake you with a kiss
but there was no reaction, no even a smile
your face was cold like Ice.
Lost in my thoughts, horror and grief
a first, straying morsel of doubt
spilled down my cheek and onto my gown
and moistened your hand clenched in death
but there in your grip was a book of some sort
a journal it seemed like it was
so I opened it up and began to read
your last words to me and our son
I cried in bed, your body beside me
I didn't care what you wrote
you broke your promise, you went and left me
and you left me here all alone.
"If you are reading this my love, I'm gone
but don't think that I wanted to go
I love you my darling forget being sad
remember my vow, forever and ever"
"Even death can't keep us from being together
not so much as the wind or the cold
when you are feeling lonely, remember my vow
and I'll be beside you, someway, somehow."
"My darling I want for you to be happy
and I want for our son to be as well
so please move on swiftly, remember me fondly
and please kiss me before you go."
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About a broken promise that should have never been made.
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Beautiful
"Broken promises" that's how we feel when they leave us in death. I tell my friends we have good days and bad days. Losing our best friend (meaning husband) is so hard. I like it when you said "our friends envied us, our dreams were secure" some people never have what we had "a true love." We had 25 years and three months. He's been gone 12 years. He gave me a lot to write about. The good times and the not so good.
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well, I'll tell you the truth, I haven't actually been in this situation. I actually just got married, but this was how I would feel in that situation (I can only assume, since I haven't got any experience in this). I know that at this point in my life, all our friends are jealous of what we have, and my husband does promise me forever on a daily basis making me fear the day that he does leave me. I'm sorry to hear about your husband though. Even though it has been 12 years, you can't ever forget your true love broken promises or not. <3 Nikki <3
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Wow, I was just leaving your page when this popped up. It's a beautifully written poem, almost bringing me to tears. Why do we always ask them to make the promises that can never be kept just to make us feel safe? I guess it's all part of love. It's a masterpiece =)
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Thanks. I know, it's silly and yet we do it. Something about safety in numbers I guess. Thanks for commenting!
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