Don't judge the forgotten.
Love me till you save me.
Love me then you hate me.
I don’t make promises or except them, why, because I hate them, I hate them because they always end up broken. I haven’t made a promise in so long, and I don’t want to make one ever again. They are so hard to keep, and too easy to break. They shatter like glass when broken, and so does your heart.
The worst part though is know that trust has been lost, once they are broken, and relationships die. This is why I hate promises.