Poetry

Soon

there’ll come a day when we’d smile fondly about the hardships we’re currently facing.

there’ll come a day when we’d completely heal from whatever gave us pain.

there’ll come a day when we don’t have to feel like crying.

but ’til then, we just have to feel every single emotion and endure the pouring rain.

but ’til then, we just have to accept we’re not okay.

because damn it, that coming day is not today.

why can’t it be today?

-fin-

(photo: Dare Fitzpatrick | facebook)

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