Broken promise.

How did i get here?
Standing in the same spot.
Yesterday was a good day.
Last week was a great week.
Every decision i made,
I thought good ones.
I must protect myself from the pain.
Dont let anyone close.
I promise- not ever again.

Now, i look at myself.
Standing in the same spot.
All the times before,
I only remember
the words being used
against me, like a weapon.
Used to dig out my heart.
cut up my soul.
I promise- not ever again.

But, I look at myself.
Standing in the same spot.
Waiting,
Wanting,
Fearing,
to hear those words.

One more time,
Let me hear those words.
    I LOVE YOU
   
 ~Author unknown.