No, I don't want any romantic getaways or candy showers. Not even that fuchsia pink dress on the mannequin.
So, dont promise me those. Don't.
Instead, promise me a promise that lasts.
Promise me to love me till I am eighty and laugh while I count my tooth- eight. Promise me a forever, if there's any. Promise me an eternity and bend the universe to get me one. Promise me to sell your soul for a promise you promised.
Promise? Can you?