cross my heart.

2.10am, 6th of May, 2011.
Listening to: Kanon Wakeshima – Suna no Oshiro [DJ AMAYA VS. GROOVEBOT REMIX].

Cross My Heart.
Once, you asked me if I believed in true love and I said no.

You told me you'd show me what love really was.

Words of pure fiction and fantasy, I now realise.

"I promise you," you had said. "Cross my heart and hope to die."

Well, you didn't keep your promise.

But you did make me believe.

Shame it was in something that didn't even exist in the first place.

So now, I'll make sure you keep the other half of your promise.

Today, I will cross your heart.

I will break it apart into a million pieces, never able to be whole again.

And then..

When there's nothing left in your soul,

When you feel the emptiness clawing at your insides,

When you feel yourself gradually ripping apart,

Until you reach that final point when you feel all faith is lost..

That's when you will truly hope that death will consume you.

You will beg on your hands and knees for it.

Because that will be the last and only way you'll be able to escape the pain.

And that favour, will be the one I'll be happy to do for you.

To grant you your dying wish.

To grant you your death.

I will do that for you.

Though you did nothing for me.

I will keep my word.

I promise.

Cross my heart.

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Behind the Story

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Yes, this story is a bit exaggerative, but the basic feelings are not. This is not a girl who will sit at home crying with a tub of chocolate ice cream. No, this is a girl who is ready to get even. Love brings out emotions that have never even been seen before.. And the thirst for revenge is one of them. Love can be deadly, but heart-break can be fatal.

‘The prayer is on the verge of vanishing.
In spite of that, it’s fanned by this wind
And yet, this burning doesn’t cease.

Throughout, I get tangled many times.
That castle of sand made by my ice cold hands
Is swept away by an ambushing wave
Towards you.’

Sometimes we make promises that we aren't entirely sure we can keep. May it be the silly ones that we make as kids, the ones that are sealed with two entwined pinkies, or the major ones like the vows we make at our wedding in front of a crowd. 'Til death do us part', for example. It's a rule that has been broken time and time again. So much so that they've nearly become empty words. The promises we make can't be taken so lightly. When you swear to do something, follow through. Or maybe someday someone will hold you to that promise, willing or not. So, maybe think again the next time you utter the words, “Cross my heart and hope to die.”