Inspired by Free Verse Revolution April Writing Prompt #3 – The Things Left Behind

Of all the things I left behind,
I miss the promises the most. You said…

… we’d have a future of unending kisses,
embraces, and stability.
You dangled sweetness
making it seem possible
there was nothing more to fear.

… I deserved all the loving gestures and smiles.
You had me bubbling with joy,
planning a future.
Committing to a lifetime
of being grounded.

… ours was the greatest connection.
You filled me with passion,
left me hungering for more,
always.
As if I could trust you.

… you would show me a love I’d
never had before.
I’d be safe.
I’d be calm
because it was real.

I was naive and young.
And I was wrong.
The ugliness which brought me here
finally revealed itself,
shattering those promises.

Now, I start over.