At home I kicked off my shoes and laid lazily down on my bed. I can't seem to get her sorrow filled expressions out of my head. Her note at hand, I wondered if I'm to open it. Contemplating, whether or not I should read her private note. After a few moments I took a deep breath, unfolded it and read.
A fallen promise
By: Lucy Heartfilia
A promise
Pinky swear
Friends forever!
But than he vanished
Before my eyes
And -ever turns to never.
I have been waiting
On his arrival
Yet there's always another...
Empty tomorrow.
And as a duckling
Transformed into a swan
I've been drowning in my sorrow.
Than he came along,
With an up way curve
My tears began to dry.
After years he too left me
Alone at a crossroads
Begging to die.
Refilling my mind
With a remembrance
A foolish prayer.
That he'll return, someday
To a fallen promise
A pinky swear.
November, 17th.
That little sad girl. The promise that I have made, had been to Lucy all along. She hadn't forgotten about me or our promise. However am I to confess? It's not like I can walk up to her and say: 'Hey Lucy, remember me? We've made a promise to stay friends forever.' She'll most likely reshape my face or worse put me in a hospital bed with hundreds of broken bones.