i’ve promised to love you till the death of me.

our fingers have intertwined underneath the projections of our late oaths.

our soul locks into an unbreakable chain of the universe.

i take my promises seriously.

especially ones that i’ve cursed out loud.

the string of wax that have melted into us as the flames grew violent.

we’ve fought never seen before wars of love.

standing with pride and parade, watching our soldiers grew truculent.

it was more than just a plane turbulence.

we’ve sworn over our lascivious bond.

stepping into the abyss with blissful determination whilst putting aside our oblivion.

didn’t took us long for the reassurance to form a type of recrudescence.

we drank our acidulous potion as we water our roses with it.

i took my part on the oath and hid away our euphoria.

now let the rest of the world enjoy our shade under the tree, and the strawberry-cherries that we’ve picked.