One of these days, I’ll look back at right now and remember how I got through.
It’s happened before, it stands to reason that it’ll happen again.
One day all of the sleepless nights will seem like a distant memory, a fantasy I created to pass the time.
“Close your eyes…
I didn’t mean forever!”
(What Dreams May Come)
Some day, this period will seem like ancient history, the Greeks with bronze tools, the Romans with togas and debauchery and deception.
Some day I will sit at her side while she dies, or she will sit at mine while I go, and whichever way it happens we will remember all of the times we have rescued each other. We will remember the troubles, a little. We will remember the triumphs, a lot.
Some day our difficulties will make us feel stronger.
Once upon a time I thought I would be alone and unloved forever. Today I know better, that I have lives in my hands, I have hearts in my mind. I know today what I could not, then.
Some day I will have the answers that I lack today. The stress and trouble I feel right now will feel as unnecessary as the loneliness I used to live in.
Some day I will have the hugs and smiles that wait for me, across oceans and continents I have a family of real emotion, spread across the world. They know who they are and I know that they dream of that someday, the same as I do,
Some day my life will end on this plane and I will be remembered as things I almost was.
Some day I will think more about what I have done than what I will yet do.