Someday...
There's always a someday for someone.
Someday I will think of you and not feel like my heart has been turned inside out for all to see how broken it really is.Nor will you be the first thing on my mind when I wake, or the last thing when I close my eyes at night.You won't fill my dreams as I sleep.Or my thoughts as I daydream.Someday, I will pass you in the street and my heart won't miss a beat, or thump so hard it feels like it is closing in on my throat.And I won't feel like I am going to die on the very spot I stand.Someday, I won't see you unexpectedly in the supermarket while makeup free and hair unkempt Wishing I'd not only washed my hair but lost half my body weight.Someday, I will see you with another draped on your arm,And I won't wish it was me.I won't long to feel your soft lips touch mine. Or feel your fingers run through my hair.Someday, I might not think of you at all.I might forget you. Someday.But it's not today.