One day…
I might understand why it all happened the way it did.
I’ll be strong enough to hold the weight of our story, or not at all.
I’ll have loved the memory of you longer than I loved you.
One day…
Maybe a few years from now, I’ll see you again.
We might have another chance to do it right.
We might make more memories to hold onto.
One day…
Those things you faced won’t be in your way anymore.
We’ll be ready for the future we always wanted.
We’ll have the courage to say yes, again and again.
But today…
I don’t understand why it all happened the way it did.
I am not strong enough to hold the weight of our memory.
I did not get to love you long enough.
I miss you.
A Series of Observations 