Romans & histoires Poems About Promises

All that remained was hatred for being deceived for fifty years! She looked at the urn she had caressed countless times and wished she could smash it on the ground. But fate showed no mercy. It did not even give her the chance to vent her anger. A runaway truck came barreling toward her. There was a loud crash, and blood filled Yasmine’s vision. People gathered around and whispered. “Oh, I know this old woman. Her husband just died, and she has no children. I suppose this is her fate.” “Yes, she has no family left. Maybe it would’ve been better if she had gone with her husband. Perhaps they will be together again in the next life!”

He shook his head, scooting closer to her. “Please promise me you’ll understand,” She sniffed and looked away. “I will understand you the same way you’ve understood me,” He placed his hand on top of hers. “Kai…” She licked her lips, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Elif said, "not behind you or in front of you. Beside you. As an equal." "I promise to listen to you," Niklas said, "even when I do not agree. Especially when I do not agree." "I promise to fight for you when you cannot fight for yourself." "I promise to hold you when the world feels too heavy." "I promise to love you on the days when love is easy and the days when love is hard." "I promise to love you until the stars burn out and the mountains crumble and the rivers run dry." "I promise to love you beyond that."

And somehow, that promise doesn’t scare me. The world should fear Damian Bernardi. But me? I never have. Because I know, I’m the only thing he will never destroy. End of Unspoken Promises…. Please let me know what you think….. Book Two - Unspoken Truths - Coming Soon

I watched families and couples laughing and talking in the seats around me, their easy camaraderie a painful reminder of what I had lost. Every mile that passed was a physical ache, a pulling sensation that tugged me back toward him, back toward the boy who had broken my heart. I replayed our last conversation over and over in my mind, his desperate pleas, his raw, vulnerable promises. *“I promise I’ll fight for you. I promise I’ll fight for us.”* The words were a comforting balm on the raw, open wound of my heart, but they were also a heavy burden. A promise was a fragile thing, easily broken. And I wasn’t sure how many more pieces my heart could handle.

I hadn't been looking at the camera but away and I liked the way the moon lit up just the right features. Below my picture, I began to type and felt my heart begin to pour out. "When I told you don't tonight I lied about what I meant. I meant don't leave, don't go fuck some other girl, don't go breaking my heart, don't give me a reason to turn my back, don't make promises you can't keep, don't lie to me..." Sighing I erased all of that and just hit send, sometimes things were better left unsaid.

He didn’t have any copy, he then continued, “You have made me the happiest man in the world today by agreeing to share your life with me. I promise to cherish and respect you. I promise to care for you and protect you. I promise to comfort you and encourage you. I promise to be with you for all of eternity. I promise to love you for who you are, and for who you are yet to become. I promise to be patient and to remember that all things between us are rooted in love. I promise to nurture your dreams and to help you reach them. I promise to share my whole heart with you and to remember to show you how deeply I care for you, no matter the challenges that may come our way. I promise to love you l

“Of course I will. And we won’t stop until it’s all beautiful again.I’ll help you clean it, and we’ll plant more beautiful memories after we clean the withered ones. Not even just a single one left.” That night, I feel at ease. With him. He made me feel that I’m in peace. Even in just a few minutes, he made me feel like I have everything. He made me feel like there’s no problem, he made me feel so great. And I’m keeping that to myself, all of what he said. But I won’t take that as a promise. As promises are just words. And I can’t handle another fake promise, another broken promise. I’m done with that. I will just look and wait for actions. And I hope so, that he’ll make it happen.

You promised" "He doesn't deserve you, princess. Let him go" "I can't. I love him and we promised to be together forever" "Promises are meant to be broken, Princess." "But..... But if I let him go then I'll be all alone." "You've never been alone Princess. I'm here" "But I can't even see you" "That is because you don't want to see me. Open your eyes and look at me. Really look"

She is still a kid, so she definitely does not know anything about life. "Daddy always gets us something whenever he promises us... Uncle Max always does whatever he promised us to do, and the ones he never promised us, he never did them. So, I think promise is a strong thing that validates things," She shrugs, and I slowly nod my head. "So, do you mean your daddy never goes back on his words?" I ask her for some reason I do not understand. "Yes... He has never gone back on his words," She replies to me, and I nod my head. I don't know why I'm suddenly scared, but something keeps telling me that something is wrong somewhere, although I can't picture what exactly it is.