You Promised

You promised, "Till death do us part..." but I promised I would love you this life to another. Even if the next life wouldn't bless me with you, I'll wait. Still loving you till my next one, and the next. Even after that, I'll be loving you until death finally gives up on us.

You became my ocean, so swiftly. I was terrified what you were capable of. But when your salty waves hit the sand, my heart found peace. When the sun was setting and the sky painted beauty behind your horizon, my eyes were astonished by your glory. When I would stand in front of the immensity among you, I realized I may never understand the depths of your heart, but you'll always be the fear I call home.

But now, you can't tell me I'm not alone because at four AM on a Sunday morning when I am enclosed by darkness with lost thoughts and what ifs, clutching to my tear stained pillow, I sit up to look around my room. Finally, I understand the only one around is me. The only one who knows is me. Don't tell me you're here too. Don't tell me I'm not alone. I am searching for you in my loneliness, my darkness. And you're never there.

So quickly, you became the tide, always drifting in and out of people's lives who loved you the most. You'll be eternally indecisive. Unable to detect whether you crave the solitude and safety of land, or the endless freedom of the ocean.

But still, you promised...