This Promise I Made.

I loved someone once,
 I believe I always will.
  I always leave him in the dirt,
   like out of it, I get a thrill.
  But it hurts everytime,
 some more than others.
He's my bestfriend, I hurt him....
 'Cause he loves me like no other.
  Once upon a date we had,
   I swore to always be there.
  Bit my lip so hard it bled,
 a blood promise, concocted with care.
I don't know what it is,
 who knows why he loves me...?
  Still, I've gotta reinstate my promise,
   he shouldn't hurt because of me.
  There's only so much I can do,
 (he takes that as a joke,)
because while I'm taken very much,
 I just can't leave him 'lone.
Just in case he hasn't got it,
 because sometimes he's slow....
  It's been one year and fifteen days,
   but I never, never let go.