You promised you loved us while walking away.
You hurdled each obstacle, fear, and friend
Leaving scribbles in pink stationery on display.
We mask our cracked hearts and pretend we're okay
Knowing these egg-like pieces within won't mend.
How could you promise you love us while walking away?
I've hoped you'd say you regret leaving that day,
To sweep aside shells! But, your ego won't bend,
You still scribble on pink stationery anyway.
You never considered the mess underway
Fuse flared these jagged gaps are now permanent.
Remember promising us love while walking away?
All your words only house hopes of yesterday
Darkness leaks from fissures inside, then foments.
Reading scribbles in pink stationery, we decay.
Why should we be the exception to this fray
When Humpty Dumpty couldn't fix his remnants?
When you promised us love while walking away,
They were only pink scribbles, no matter what you say.
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Since my parents are missionaries in Peru, South America, I have spent practically my whole life there and have fallen in love with traveling. Having been home-schooled, I am now currently enrolled in the University of Mary Hardin-Baylor pursuing a degree in English and minoring in both writing and art. My favorite verse is Nahum 1:7, and I can definitely say, "The Lord is good."