No Promises

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You don’t want promises.
I understand that.
But you should know
that what I say is not
something tossed lightly at you
to see if you’ll wince.
I can only guess
the reasons for your cautious, wary stance.
And I won’t ask.
I don’t need to know.
I only need to show you,
through patience,
and by being constant,
that I’m not your past,
come back to torment you.
I’m now.
I’m complicated in some ways, I suppose,
but at the heart of it all,
I’m simply me.
And I’ll still be here
tomorrow.
Just watch.




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