One day, I will have the sort of love that completes me and that will not have my heart desperate and in search of, what it is already getting.
One day, I will be told that I am loved, and actually believe it, because he displays love through his actions.
One day, I will wake up next to someone that gives me butterflies in my stomach…even when he wakes up looking rough.
One day, I will know what a close embrace and bear hug, feels like again.
One day our eyes will lock….over a simple cup of burnt coffee.
One day, this day will not even matter. “Things happened for a reason,” will all makes sense to me…..and I will have peace, that they did.
One day, God and a sweet and gentle kiss on my jaw, will be all that I need to carry me through my day.
These one day’s will happen…..but until then………I am just fine with “me”. ☺