Promise?

I've been let down. And I don't know if I'm feeling angry or sad and broken-hearted or all of them not necessarily in that order of merit. And it hurts to be let down by someone very near. Not it's not the Mister, not even brother darling. And for once my mum gets let off the hook and with her, my dad. But then my dad would never let me down. He is such a rare species. But perhaps after all the agonising, will I go, will I not go to the damn reunion, this man has done me a favour and decided for me, since I can never ever decide anything. I love choice, but with it comes a price, and that is decision making. So things sorted themselves out anyway. Which is the best outcome for me. But I still feel like kicking that pretty butt which right now I can just envisage as a dartboard. He promised and promised. But then he always does. Affairs of the heart are hard to deal with clinically, and just for this one time, there is no sex involved. I promise!