I WONDER IF YOU
MEAN IT THIS TIME

When a promise so hopeful gets overused, it loses its meaning. I wonder if the sun and moon kept promising themselves they'd meet; only to hurt one another with a promise of a sunset that ends quickly. I remember you telling me the same thing when I kept saying I love you. That if you hear it too much, you might not feel its genuineness anymore. But I wonder if that ever crossed your mind, the broken pieces of my heart laying on the floor as these lungs struggle to find its place in my chest. You promised you'd never hurt me. 

Until it happened again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

And I'll keep wondering if you'll ever mean what you've promised.
Maybe not with me.
But maybe you'll mean it with her this time.