You will not be my first thought of 2015
You will not cross my mind at all
I will think of anything
But you
You have ruined one year for me-
I will not give you another
My thoughts have belonged to you for 12 months
52 weeks
And 365 days
But when the clock strikes 12 on New Years
You won’t find home in my thoughts
I have never been good with resolutions
But this one
I swear to keep.
—  Promises— Lily Rain