i asked you once,
why you were so unhappy.
and you tilted your head
and asked
what i was talking about.
and i spoke of the times you'd spent
crying and
screaming and
begging.
the times when you were
so close to ending everything.
and you took my face in
your hands
and kissed me as you smiled
before telling me
"that was then,
this is now. and how
could i be unhappy,
when i get to call you
mine?"
that's when promises were made.
promises, i still vow to keep.