“Till Eternity Do Us Part”

A Poem

There’s this thing we do.
We promised forever
long before we even know what that means.
Long before we walk down the aisle,
before there’s a dress,
before the rings,
before the guests whisper,
“they look so in love.”

We promised
when I still didn’t like white.
When you didn’t believe in time.
When clocks were background noise
and all that mattered was your hand in mine.

We built a universe
out of shared glances and inside jokes,
made gods out of each other
and temples out of texts.
Swore we were the exception,
the rare spark that would never fade.

But no one talks about how
a book of promises can burn so quickly.
How something written in ink and trust
can go up in flames
with one wrong word,
one look too long in the wrong direction,
one goodbye said like you meant it.