The vow: I do.

Here I am.

Once again looking over myself.

Is it with pity or rage that I find myself brimming with tears, that have long lost its meaning.

Look around, what do you see?

Swiftly turn your gaze, there, don’t break contact. This is who we attract.

Shame, disgust, let’s run far away.

It’s not supposed to be this way.

Remember, we made a pact, to never detach from those eyes. It’s a fact that we cannot escape. With all the pain and injustice inflicted on us, how is it that the biggest apology we’re owed is from our own, self?

We promised to be more tender, no more childlike benders. We deal with it, all of it. Even if we break, we still don’t hate. We promised! Remember?

We mourn for a could have been memory but never burn, our very own future history.

So why, why are we here yet again?

This cycle, is it now our lover? Deep rooted in our blood, will we never break from this rut?

Is the only way out death?

Death to self or death to life? Careful we don’t mix the two. Even if no one will miss us too. For the inner child cry, this time let’s say I do.

I do, I do life, I do pain, I do hate, I do grace, I do fail, I do pray. I do. For you, each and every day I do. Let the tears fall, let our hearts call,

I do.

Love You.