A wise man would say all promises are made to be broken, same as every life is to end.... but the fools who live with the reckless and young hearts say promises are eternal, and do so with a smile.
Be either snail in the shell, locked in safe darkness till the end takes you, or the slug willing to see the light of the world at the risk of it ending at any time in darkness. One would say they are the same conclusion.... others disagree. I find myself wanting to be on the side of youthful optimism and say they are for keeps. May my scars never stop me from being young.