Promise(s)

I wrote a poem half a year ago about the first promise.

And now, for a second one.

I'm still thinking, silently and inwardly.

Was it an impulse?

Sure, I hit "Send" and then, I was talking on the phone,

Blurting out words.

But I meant it.

Making promises.

It's easy to do when you're obsessed.

I'm not going to be the one to stop,

I can guarantee.

Promises to keep!