Poems About Promises Novels & Stories

I scrolled through to the most up-to-date promises and suddenly came across ones that made me frown a little because I didn't understand all their contexts, to be honestly frank. I promise I will love you despite hating you. It said one of the papers without any signature and it seemed to me one of the most intense statements I had ever known. I promise that the damn invaders will pay dearly for stealing our territories and it will be a mixture of doom and blood that will only stop when they surrender. I promise that no matter what happens, I will kill her with my bare hands at the end of the day to make her pay for the sins of her parents.

Their promises echoed the depth of their bond, vows exchanged in the midst of tumultuous times, vows that held their spirits steadfast through trials and tribulations. Deep: We promised to stand by each other, no matter what. To weather the storms together and cherish the moments of tranquility. Gia nodded, her voice resonating with unwavering commitment. Gia: Yes, and we pledged to trust each other implicitly, to find strength in our shared experiences, and to support one another through every obstacle. The night seemed to wrap them in a cocoon of intimacy; each word exchanged was an affirmation of their unbreakable bond. As they reminisced about their promises, the tranquility of the night

I just stood there, looking at the growing fire which had turned almost everything into ash, burning every moment with her. It was my promise to you that I would make you cry with every breath you take, little thing And I never break a promise.

And I- 'That's so bitter Craig, not all people were the same.' The guy beside me stated with a cheeky smile flustered on his face. My palms instantly fisted at the sight of him. Yukii, stop that. 'Nahh, what for? I'm right anyway, it's not like everyone is the same right? Besides, there are two types of promises. The real and meant one and the real but must be broken one. Either way, promises were made because it's meant and intended to be done but against this world, breaking such thing is inevitable.'

The other clan plan to hunt him down like a dog. This was a survival of the finest. That when reality hit her. They are all by themselves. ''These women were sent here to kill me by the other clans. They have infected them with a poison that can only be spread by contact. '' Ondo, I have come to be your wife; I won't betray you as they did.'' '' How can you be so sure?'' Ondo said '' Because I have made a promise to your mother to take care of you.'' She replies

I’m certainly not proposing you this way or this soon despite how much I want to (just so you know, I’m dead serious about proposing to you someday, just not today) This is a promise ring (I believe that’s what they call these days) I give you this ring to say that I’m so in love with you and that I promise to make you the happiest person in the world. I know you don’t love me yet but that’s okay. You said you trust me with your life and I promise that I’ll do anything to keep that trust. I just hope you don’t lose faith in me, ever. I’ve made a lot of promises to you over the years since our childhood. I’ve kept every one of them and I intend to keep them all – new and old.

"Mom said she would stay with me forever too, Daniel. She didn't. So, what are the chances that you will?" "There are no such thing as sure chances and surety in life. But, yes there's something called trust. Something called verbal promises, flower. The world runs on it. It's that kind of trust that even makes you believe in strangers. I won't promise you, flower. Not because I don't want to. But, both of us know that promises are meant to be broken. Don't you?" I asked her as I wiped the trail of that one tear that trailed down her cheek as I held her image in my eyes with all the love I possessed in my entire frame.

During the wedding, visions of another woman in that gown kept flashing in his mind. Kimberly would look stunning in it. He owed her a grand wedding. Once Lotta was settled, he'd make it right with the biggest ceremony. He paced anxiously. "We'll go once Kimberly is safe." Lotta pouted. "But you promised. Every minute we're late means I see less of the northern lights." "They won't disappear if we're a bit late. Don't you have any conscience?" Richard snapped, losing it for a second. Lotta burst into frightened tears. "I-I didn't mean it. I just want to finish your promise on the bucket list sooner, so our lost baby in heaven knows his dad loved us."

"Doesn't matter how you think about it. That's what it is,what if I am not able to control my feelings for you because I sincerely like you and you don't, to you it's complicated." Adrian reached across the table, and this time he did touch her hand. His thumb brushed across her knuckles, and she felt it everywhere. "What if I promise that I'm going to end it with Claire?" he said. "Like, actually end it. Not in some vague future, but soon. This week, maybe." "And what? Then we just start hanging out and pretending this part didn't happen?, it's not as if you're sure about your feelings for me”. "I don't know. Maybe? Or maybe we just... keep talking? See what happens?"

The question lingered between us, heavy and fragile. I closed my eyes. “When the time is right,” I said. “Yes.” She pulled back to look at me. “Promise?” I hesitated. Promises were dangerous things. Once broken, they left marks that never really faded. But I also knew what she needed right now. “I promise we will try,” I said instead. She considered that, then nodded. “Okay.” We stayed in the pool a little longer after that. Isabella splashed again, her laughter returning, lighter this time. I laughed with her, even though my heart felt like it was being held together by threads.