Promise

I promise.
Those two words leave my pink lips,
It is a reflex now
It does not have the same sealed deal feel.
It is all but words.
I don't know when the words lost their meaning...
Maybe it was the time that I promised my mum that I didn't touch the cooky jar
Or
Maybe it was the time that I promised her that I stay in while she runs her errands...
Perhaps it was the time that I promised that I won't do something foolish... And yet did worse than foolish.
A promise does not hold the value that it used to, I know it's my fault.
But I promise I will make it better...