Promise?
At Pen:
“I won’t.” He states sternly, a dark edge leathering his tone.
“Promise?” She croaked out. Her voice was hoarse as she tried to choke back her tears. She hated this. She hated feeling so vulnerable in front of someone who was as good as a stranger.
He stared at her intensely for a while; deliberating and pondering over his response and then he said, “I promise you.”
A promise involves the voluntary giving of one’s word that, if and when a particular circumstance or situation occurs about, one will accept to do what was promised, no matter what.
Making a promise, in other words, implies a willingness to keep it. People commit to promises but never really think about what it actually means. Many people don’t even keep the promises they make.
Tell me, for how many times have you heard someone say that promises are meant to be broken? How many times have we had our hearts broken because someone didn’t keep his or her promise? How many times we still hope that there’s something, absolutely anything, left in the word ‘promise’?
The same thing was happening to her. What she felt she needed was a comforting blanket of words and promises to make her get through each day, slowly and one by one. But at the same time, when a promise has been broken it’s difficult to trust again. Even if it’s not the same person. You feel that each and every one you will trust in future will betray you just like the previous one did. That each and every one is there in the world only to hurt you, cause you pain and make you believe that the world is nothing but full of darkness that wants to suck the life out of you. All the things in the world become depressing and tragic making one see only the darkest hour one can ever possibly imagine.
Life is not full of sunshine and rainbows, she knew that. She knew that life had few thorns and thunder which would be the obstacles in her way. But being betrayed by her one and only, really diminishes all the pain she had felt before. All the pain of other things seemed to be so small in her eyes in regards to this one.
But she knew that someday someone was going to come into her life. Someday someone was going to show her the true colours of life, the colours of love and the colours of happiness. Someday someone was going to promise to be by her side no matter how many scars she had, both mental and physical, no matter how much broken she was, no matter how messed up her life was. Someday someone was going to be just there to love her and cherish her just the way she was. That day was long away, she knew that. But she could still bring some sort of happiness to her mind and some sort of peace in believing that particular thought.
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