And as you stand among the ruins of what could have been, "sorry" will fall from your lips. But the meaning of the word will have lost its curative power and will join the ashes of your other empty promises. But this I promise to you: that I will be too lost in the clouds to hear your repentance. For I will be one with the wind, who has bestowed upon me the peace you never gave. And the difference between you and me? To my promises, I will always be faithful. c.p. #original #writing #latenightthoughts #contemplatinglife #sorry #promises











