One Day

One day I’ll stop ripping bandages off my wounds before they’ve healed
And expecting you to fix them.
And one day I’ll stop ripping yours off too soon
Because I want to be the one who heals them.
And one day I’m gonna stop crying so much over nonsense
And waiting for you to come hold me.
One day, maybe I’ll stop yelling at you when you’ve wronged me,
And learn how to just forgive you.
One day I’m gonna hug you instead of waiting for you to hug me,
And I’m gonna kiss you instead of waiting for you to make the first move.
One day I’m gonna learn how to apologize in a more timely manner
And one day I’m gonna swallow my pride to tell you “I miss you.”
One day I’m gonna grow up, stop acting like I’m so young and naïve to things that are hard to say like,
“I love you,” “I like you ,” “I just wanna be with you.”
And I’m gonna start saying it every time I think it and I’m gonna say it like I mean it because you deserve it.
You’re worth it.
You’re worth peeling back bandages slowly and not having to wait on me to hold you.
You’re worth being told “I’m sorry,” and you’re worth hearing that I like you.
You’re worth kind words and kind hearts and kind feelings
Unlike those, perhaps, that I’ve given you in the past.
But dear, I’m gonna give them to you in the future.
Oh, darling, I love you, I like you, I just wanna be with you.
I miss you.
I can’t wait to hold your hand again
And I’m sorry for not saying I’m sorry sooner than this.
Please forgive me.
One day I’m gonna be better.

Don’t Promise Me

Come as you will

And leave as you will.

But please, stay as long as you will.

I will welcome you for coming,

And I will do my best not to hate you for leaving.

One day I’ll forgive you.

Whatever you do, please just don’t promise me you’ll stay.

Many people make promises they intend on keeping but can’t, or won’t.

The ones that hurt the most are those who won’t, and those are the most.

But as long as you don’t promise me you’re staying,

I’ll be okay.

I expect you to leave one day.

So long as you don’t promise me.

Romeo

I know right now it hurts, my love,
That dagger Romeo stuck in your womb.
And I know everyone thinks it was you.
But we both know the truth.
And I want you to know that it’s gonna get better.
It will.
Because wounds that rough heal with scars to prove you made it out alive with your own strong skin.
You bore the grunt of the pain he gave to you.
You clenched your teeth together real tight to make sure he wouldn’t break you.
And when he struck that dagger through your rib cage your soul made out alive.
One day he’s gonna realize the rib he broke was his own rib that he gave to you before, when you were in love.
He’ll come running through hell to find you. He’ll want to fix your rib but he’ll want to take it back.
Love, don’t let him fool you.
You’ll have healed yourself by then.
His single rib is the least thing he can give after crushing you.