Promise

You made me a certain promise
One I wished you would keep
but that promise was not kept
The reprocutions are to steep

I often think and wonder why
Things like this happen to me
Over these things I often cry
Cry for things that were meant to be

I still miss the words you said
That is not an act
You just really need to know
My promises are fact

Although you don't believe me
Because your insecure
At my death i'll be here for you
By your side for sure

I want you to see my final leap
Your slate is clean and swept
I will be here forever by your side
My promise has been kept