Never again you said. You can’t make promises I said.
What is tomorrow going to bring? There’s no way to know until it comes. For us that usually wouldn’t be something to look forward to, but I thought things had changed. They certainly aren’t the same. Yet as I look in to your eyes and see the uncertainty and fear, I can’t help but feel we’ve been here before.
Never again you said. But then here I am and there you are. If we make it out of this alive, maybe never again should be more than a promise.