promise?

she looked at him with eyes larger than the sun filling up with tears that were beyond her control. she asked one simple word: "promise?"

"i can't."

and it was enough.

"it's my favorite thing in the world," she said. "someone who doesn't break their promises."

so she searched, for the one who would prove her wrong, prove that it is possible to make a promise, mean it with everything in you, and keep it forever.

100 songs for a broken heart

i'm compiling a list of 100 songs for a broken heart. i can't guarantee they will make you feel better about your present situation, but hearing sad songs makes us remember we're not alone. the greatest artists and poets and songwriters have their motivation from broken hearts, cheating boyfriends, and crushed dreams. we are not alone. you're not human until you've suffered the broken heart. so my 100 songs for a broken heart will be posted as soon as it's done, but until then, if you have any suggestions - send them my way!

cbmackin@gmail.com

even broken hearts mend over time

can't explain it.

it's two o' clock and i was sleeping, but i'm not feeling great.

i took some pills to help my thinking, but now i'm thinking worse.

well i was hoping that i could see you; if that's not too absurd.

am i in love? or am i dreaming?

cause i'm not sensibly just taken by your words; for once i found a cure.

i'm sick of staying up late, because you're not here, and i'm not there.

no, i'm not afraid to watch you change me,

i'm not afraid to watch you change me anymore.

you need to know what you're into;

i'll tell you i'm a god damn piece of work.

so i'll just sit here until you enter my arms -

cause that's the simpleness of where i lay my head.

i'm a wreck when i'm alone, i'm the [girl] who lost [her] home

and i'm sensibly just taken by your words;

for once i found a cure.

i'm sick of staying up late,

cause you're not here, and i'm not there.

no, i'm not afraid to watch you change me.

i'm not afraid to watch you change me anymore.

i took the key bridge north to your parent's house again.

i saw my share of lights from the sky outside the city.

i brought you things i loved just to show you that i cared.

i found a place to lay inside of the warmth.

that's the way that i spent these last few days of writing all these songs.

i swear to god that i love you, cause i can't explain it.

:the dangerous summer