That's what he said to me last June. Your cousin.
just another broken promise
He is in my thoughts again, though I think he has never really left them. I found a good boulder today to sit on and watch the sunset. I brought along my cdplayer and headphones and listened to Westlife as the sun set. The sky is so much more brilliant here. The colors are more vibrant, richer. It's bigger too. My breath catches every time I watch it go down. I don't want it to ever end. The music transports me out of time and place. It's like Time freezes for a moment. It's the only time of the day when I am truly at peace.
But, the sun goes down anyway and I am sucked back into reality. I can't freeze time, I can't turn it back. It just goes on and on. Getting down off my boulder in the dark, I turn and see the moon. It jogs my memory. "when you move here we will have plenty of time to have fun together ".
I don't know whether to be angry or sad at the lie. For it was a lie. There wasn't any time.
Be careful of promises made. Only make the ones you can keep. It's not right to bring up someone's hopes. Especially, if you can't
On the wave of life, bringing up hopes is like lifting them up higher on the crest of the wave, dashed hopes are thrown further down when the wave crashes. There is more damage done than if the person was lower down on the wave.
So... don't bring up hopes, even if there are good intentions, unless you can deliver on them.
I feel cheated.