Holding It Close To My Heart

Hands entwined on that warm summers night,
Small, soft words,
Spoken in a way only you could deliver them.
Delicate but clumsy kisses,
Tracing my colar bone,
Making me giggle from the light feeling they give me.

'Forever' is a long time,
Yet you made that promise when uttering those soft words,
That you'd hold me close for ever and always.
I hold that promise close to my heart,
Is that where you keep it?
Or is it just my heart that is in the threat of breaking if that promise itself is ever broken?

Sorry if it didn't make much sense.