Compromise old promises for new ones.
Oh, this can be taken several ways. You see, for me, I take it only one way. When I was younger, my motto was "Promises are meant to be broken." I was not necessarily wrong. Perhaps my word choice may have been poor, but I still stand by that statement.
As contradictory as it may sound, I intend on keeping all the promises I have made. My memory may not serve me when I need it most, but when it comes to holding certain things close to my heart, I do so for an eternity. And so far, my eternity has been the past 18 years I have been alive.
I may have broken certain promises only to comprise for better, new ones.
Maybe it's just me, but I see these new promises as ways to keep up the old ones. I see them as a way to perfect my words. A harmless shoe shine. Right?
They are not old, they never will be. I hold them to myself. Every single one.
And no one will know. I intend on delivering what I guaranteed. But I do not expect anything in return.
It is not that I doubt you. It is not that I think you are untrue to your words. That is not the case at all.
But I want to keep to myself what I can, before I wreck more than I have already.
I stay true to every word
I have said. Will say.
Am saying.
Nothing in return.