i made you promise too many times

 
the light on the ceiling is yellow
and if i have found answers, they have
come to me in the form of a drunken angel--
the question is again
will the drink make me somber
or help me forget

i wonder if we are playing the same game
or if you have already forgotten me

i told you it would hurt but not break me

if my heart were not already broken
it would be true

i promise