You don’t simply say to a young and vulnerable heart that everything will turn out just fine.
Like everything’s going to be alright.
Do not claim being together.
Do not claim for future so bright.
Never announce forever.
Not even if you mean it.
Not when you’re young.
Not when sweet 16 just kicked in.
We’ll treasure these promises like gold.
Your words forever we’ll hold.
Do not promise anything.
Do not shower the shallow, hopeless heart with sweet nothings.
Do everything but again, do not promise anything.
Because when we’re young we’ll keep on believing.