One day, I won’t feel so empty when I wake up in the morning. One day, I won’t wake up with the crashing realization that you’re gone. One day, I won’t wake up and expect a good morning text from you. One day, I’ll stop crying in the shower so my parents won’t have to question why my eyes are wet and red. One day, I’ll stop crying myself to sleep. One day, I’ll wake up from my nightmares and I’ll be able to calm down on my own without crying for your comfort. One day, I’ll be able to wear the outfit I wore the day you told me you loved me. One day, I’ll be excited to come to school without dreading seeing you. One day, I’ll see you smile and I won’t feel like I’m in a million pieces. One day, I’ll look at you and you’ll be nothing more than a face in the crowd. One day, I’ll be able to listen to the love songs that we called ours. One day, I’ll eat at the place we that we had our first dinner together. One day, I’ll sit in the same spot we use to always sit at when we would go to the theaters. One day, I’ll walk into my bedroom without thinking of our first kiss. One day, I’ll practice your favorite song on my viola without thinking of the touch of your fingertips as mine play across each string. One day, it’ll be your birthday and I won’t spend the day in so much pain. One day, I’ll watch your favorite movie without thinking of you. One day, I’ll see your favorite color and I won’t think of you. One day, I won’t miss being in your arms. One day, I’ll look at her and I won’t wonder what you like so much about her. One day, I won’t cry about you anymore. One day, I’ll stop wondering what went wrong. One day, I’ll stop questioning my worth. One day, I’ll stop wondering why I wasn’t enough. One day, I won’t blame myself. One day, I’ll find someone who appreciates me. One day, I’ll find someone who will treat me the way I deserve to be treated. One day, I’ll be free of your absent chains. One day, I won’t wonder what your life is like. One day, I won’t think of you anymore. One day, I won’t feel broken. One day, I’ll feel content. One day, I’ll let you go. One day, I’ll heal. One day, I’ll move on. One day. I’ll be happy.
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