If "I Love You" Was a Promise
If "I love you" was a promise, would you keep it like gold,Or let it rust in the rain, growing brittle and cold?Would you wear it like armor, unyielding, so true,Or shed it like snakeskin when something feels new?
Would it sit on your lips, soft-spoken, yet real,Or slip through your teeth when there's nothing to feel?If "I love you" was a promise, not easy to break,Would you still say it, or would your voice shake?