I don't know what this is about. I started out thinking about one person, but when I reread what I wrote, I realized I had started writing about someone else. So, the poem is about two different people. The ... divides the two parts. Anyhow, I wrote this
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Angst - Words: 66 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 7/16/2001 - id: 357841
Empty Promises by Dead Flower/Poi
I remember nothing about the beginning.
At the time, it didn't seem important.
You were just another person.
There was no point in storing away everything.
It would just be clouding up my head.
I tell myself all these things.
But maybe I did remember everything.
It's just all fading away now.
Like I promised it never would...