Someday
Someday, I will find that person who makes my heart skip a beat
Someday, I will feel love that is only written in books
Someday, I will find my sunshine in the dark, my rainbow after the rain, that somebody who loves my flaws, that person who will be there in my brightest of moment and the darkness of my defeats. A person who loves will never waiver, who will understand the quiet before my storm and understand that I am complicated and but still simple all rolled into one.
Someday, I will be able to love someone equally and forget the pain of not being loved from birth and will be able to forget that i never had an example of what loving someone consists of, and will understand that I am learning all this on the fly. They will understand that I am broken but desperately want to be fixed.
Someday, my life will finally smell like flowers that are sent because you do love someone. They will see that I was the rose that grew from the concrete.
Someday, someone will accept my love and know that it was difficult to hand over to a stranger. They will know that I know life is too short to be lone and that just as they chose me, I also chose them and that will be enough to build on and to make life what and how we chosed to live it.
Someday isn't today and wasn't yesterday, but there is always hope for tomorrow, so as ii continue to pray for my Someday, I am also thankful for today. 12/16/23
Someday
Someday, I will find that person who makes my heart skip a beat
Someday, I will feel love that is only written in books
Someday, I will find my sunshine in the dark, my rainbow after the rain, that somebody who loves my flaws, that person who will be there in my brightest of moment and the darkness of my defeats. A person who loves will never waiver, who will understand the quiet before my storm and understand that I am complicated and but still simple all rolled into one.
Someday, I will be able to love someone equally and forget the pain of not being loved from birth and will be able to forget that i never had an example of what loving someone consists of, and will understand that I am learning all this on the fly. They will understand that I am broken but desperately want to be fixed.
Someday, my life will finally smell like flowers that are sent because you do love someone. They will see that I was the rose that grew from the concrete.
Someday, someone will accept my love and know that it was difficult to hand over to a stranger. They will know that I know life is too short to be lone and that just as they chose me, I also chose them and that will be enough to build on and to make life what and how we chosed to live it.
Someday isn't today and wasn't yesterday, but there is always hope for tomorrow, so as ii continue to pray for my Someday, I am also thankful for today. 12/16/23
blackwill
