Someday I’ll grow up;
I’ll learn to let go.
Someday I won’t spend the night dreaming of you;
I’ll go a day without thinking of you –
every moment – with every breath.
Someday I’ll move on –
learn love again.
Maybe
Someday…
but not today.
Today I’m here
living in dreams –
the way it was,
the way it could have been,
the way it would have been.
Someday I’ll change,
but today this is who I am.
I can’t change.
I won’t change –
at least not yet…
