Had said

That watery promise made
so long ago
has trickled, spread, and dried
and all I have left
is this blurred outline
of a notion fervently agreed to
once, before.

Yes, I had said something
and yes, you had said yes,
and despite the need to forget
and hold dear
it seems no longer applicable
to even acknowledge
the yes on either end.

So let me, for one moment,
give us the escape of forgetting
promises had been made
at all.
Nothing good comes of holding on
to past water spilt;
the best we can do
is to remember
that it did, in fact,
fall.