The Promises Made

By Pratishtha Singh

The fault isn’t yours

Neither it is mine

Because you never said it

Rather I thought that you were mine.

Those hugs, kisses and cuddles

I thought would last a lifetime

But I wasn’t aware that

Those were not ‘only mine’.

I know you will realise it one day

Maybe when you will be all alone

When you will long for someone

You know, maybe sometime, someday.

I know nothing is eternal

It all has to end someday

But those wounds that you gave me

Will stay with me, until I sleep in my grave.

Those promises that you and I made

Will always be the promises once made

But I know that you will realise it one day

When you will be all alone

Sitting beside my grave

You will surely ask yourself that, “what about the promises we made?”

By Pratishtha Singh