Pinky swear
Promises are
The highest
Form of
Promises sealed
With a
Kiss and
A cross
To the
Heart and
Can never
Be broken
Except by
Both Bean
We’ve made
Many and
Only ever
Broken one
Last night
Shall we
Make another
To be
Friends forever
Pinky swear
Promises are
The highest
Form of
Promises sealed
With a
Kiss and
A cross
To the
Heart and
Can never
Be broken
Except by
Both Bean
We’ve made
Many and
Only ever
Broken one
Last night
Shall we
Make another
To be
Friends forever
And once
Again there
We were
In our
Own little
World though
Surrounded by
Others why
Does that
Happen to
Us how
Can we
Revolve around
Each other
While the
World lives
In chaos
When don’t
We exist
Solely together
Stronger together
Than apart
Lucky we
Are to
Have each
Other to
Keep ourselves
In orbit
I don’t
Mind goodbyes
Or explosions
Or even
The shattering
Impact of
The discovery
Of another
What disquiets
My little
World is
The constant
Chipping away
Of the
Hammer at
My heart
I’d rather
It strike
The final
Blow sending
Me to
Shards than
Trying to
Sculpt me
Into something
I’m not
And there
You were
Looking skyward
Forgetting the
Ground mesmerized
By the
Clouds and
When you
Left you
Forgot something
Of yours
I tried
To find
You to
Return it
But knew
Then that
I would
Never because
You were
A man
Of only
The sky
And can
Only be
Found there
There’s a
Type of
Love which
Most people
Assign great
Value they
Consider it
The love
The best
Love or
Grandest love
The one
Love and
The forever
Love the
Marriage love
And the
Affectionate love
The love
Of rings
And promises
And oh
The love
That the
Creator anoints
But really
That love
Like so
Many others
Is just
A love
A present
Love no
It’s not
Puppy love
Or giggly
Love or
Summer love
Or even
The friendship
Love try
Not to
Pander to
Hierarchies of
Love just
Love simply
And beautifully