Hope

I hope someday I wake up and look forward to the day. I hope someday, listening to songs doesn’t remind me of you. I hope someday I laugh until my cheeks hurt and still go on laughing. I hope someday I stop romanticising the poetic gloom. I hope someday I stop drinking to your name and I hope someday, whiskey tastes sweeter than it tastes now.

I hope someday I find myself caring less about the questions I couldn’t ask you. I hope someday I am at peace, by myself, laying on the green grass under the yellow sun, with thoughts of anything but yours. I hope someday survival becomes a little easier. I hope someday life stops being unfair. I hope someday this weight of nothingness goes away. I hope the tightness in the chest gets off.

I hope someday I find myself strong enough to push you to some untraversed corner in my subconscious. I hope someday I go to bed for the last ever slumber, never to wake to tell you things I have felt. I hope someday this ends, and life spares me the pain.