...but you promised!

Good intentions and broken promises.

That's all I have to say about you. I'm not sure if I can continue to move forward with you if all you can bring to the table is good intentions and broken promises.

You said you would be there and I wanted to believe in you, take you at your word, hold on to the assurance in your voice, pull it close to my chest and let it sink in deeply and resonate with my love for you and just keep it there because it feels safe and warm there like hot cocoa in my tummy on a cold winter's night but in the deepest darkest recesses of my mind, tucked tightly behind a brick wall built of the lies you tell me I knew you wouldn't show. You just couldn't let yourself be there, let yourself be great, for me. And I still wanted to believe that if I didn't buy into your truth then it just couldn't be true. Out of sight out of mind, right? Wrong. But you really did want to be there or at least that's what my heart keeps trying to convince my brain of because it helps me feel good about falling face first full speed into the concrete opening my heart for you and continuing to believe in you when every sense and sensibility is screaming to me that you're a flake but this lie is just too heavy and my heart beats too slow to carry you all the way to the truth.
But if you want to buy a place in my heart for all eternity, bring me socks and jellybeans and sheet music and a library card and ice cream. one per day. in that order.