I made a promise. A promise that will affect my life and the lives of the people that surround me.
I cupped my hands around his face and looked deep into his eyes. A feeling of fear shot through my heart and circulated throughout my veins. Knowing that tomorrow morning I would no longer see his face brought tears to my eyes... knowing in a few hours I would no longer feel his warmth... A simple thought bleeped into my head. Before I could think twice these simple words came out of my mouth.
"I'm coming back."
He looked up at me. His eyes were filled to the brim with tears trying to hold them inside.
"I promise."
I promised. For the past week that's all I can think about. It's my only light inside this darkness. It's my only freedom inside this prison... Words from the heart - a promise that I have to keep.
I need a miracle.
[No, I didn't make this up. -_-; ]
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