I Promise.

I want to tell you the truth
But I don’t want to lose you.
But this I feel I should
Even if it will lead to my ruin
But I insist you should
Before I do,
Hear me out too.

On the road of life
I have not lived a saint’s life
I have been into potholes,
Up the mountains
And made acquaintance
With the valley’s bottom too.
I have met people
Of all kinds and shades
And I must admit
I still bear their imprints
Since unlike the snake
I haven’t learnt to shed my skin yet.
Is it a sin to travel this road
And get affected by all these?
Will it be fair to shun me
Simply because I broke an ankle
After a slip down that treacherous slope?
Is it just to suspect my innocence
Since in a bid to make some sense
Out of life I made some friends?

On the journey through life
Like any traveler would,
To manage the stress of the journey
I have sought company of some kind
And I must say I can’t regret
Nor their company reject
Just because I met you on the way.
Neither will I demand
To have you denounce
Whatever that has made you who you are.
I hope all these you understand
As you make up your mind.

As you struggle to make some sense
Out of all these my dear friend
I just want you to know
That to me you are
More precious than gold,
Silver and diamonds put together.
I wish, in spite of all these
You give me a chance
And I promise you will never
Regret doing us that favour.

Author's Note

The past can't be undone!