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Promises, Promises

Let’s Start with the definition(http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/promise)

1prom·ise           Listen to the pronunciation of 1promise
Pronunciation:
\ˈprä-məs\
Function:
noun
Etymology:
Middle English promis, from Latin promissum, from neuter of promissus, past participle of promittere to send forth, promise, from pro- forth + mittere to send
Date:
15th century

1 a: a declaration that one will do or refrain from doing something specified b: a legally binding declaration that gives the person to whom it is made a right to expect or to claim the performance or forbearance of a specified act2: reason to expect something <little promise of relief> ; especially : ground for expectation of success, improvement, or excellence <shows considerable promise>3: something that is promised

 

Now my Adaptation:

I promise to always write something for you if you promise to always be the one who can read me. I promise that my words will never be used to hurt you, if you promise to tell me when you’ve been hurt by any of the words I may have said. I promise that in everything that I write I will always end a line somewhere with .2. just so that you know that I’m always thinking about M3.U and I don’t care if they stare. I promise to never intentionally break any of my promises, but only if you promise that my promises will never be the only thing that keep you near. But if I should break a promise, just know that it won’t be a promise that goes “.2. I Promise I’ll Always Love You” I promise to always dream, if you promise to always dream as well. I promise to share my thoughts, if you promise that you’ll be there to listen. But I do have one promise to ask you .2., if I ever write something you don’t like will you promise to tell me? If so then I’ll only hold you to that ONE PROMISE and that promise is to care.2.

-->I hope that you accept the terms of my promises, ‘cause it’s be pointless to have all these promises and no one with which to share(there i go making sense out of nonsense)  .2. I Love You

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