One day.

One day.
Just, one day.

One day,
you will know how it feels to feel unfinished.

One day,
you will truly know what it feels to feel diminished.

One day,
you will know how it feels to be constantly pushed away.

One day,
you will understand the reason of why you need to stay.

One day,
you will know how it feels to reach out to what you want so bad helplessly.

One day,
you will know how it feels to be in a time wrap that seems infinity.

One day,
you will know the impounding pain that never leaves.

One day,
you will rue night you thought it was never worth the grief.

One day,
you will know how empty it feels when your hand has nothing to hold.

One day,
you will know the moment when you won't be able to sleep, to turn sideways and to fold.

One day,
you'd be on your knees looking up to the sky.

One day,
you won't even know how to shed a tear even when your heart starts to cry.

One day,
you will find yourself in the middle of nowhere.

One day,
the only thing you can do is to count the scars you bear.

One day,

you will know how it feels to be betrayed and lied to over and over.

One day,

you will know how painful it is to hold on even when you think it might not get any better.

One day,

you will kneel even when you think you're strong enough to stand.

One day,

you will know how unbearable it is, even when you think you got what it takes to mend.

One day,
you will have something so pure, so full of love, so delicate.

One day,
it will be gone, just as you are forced to believe that it is fate.