Maybe someday
I'll wake
with his chest
tight to my back
and hand gently resting
on my hip.
I'll feel his breath
on the back of my neck
and wake with goosebumps.
And breath him in.
Maybe someday,
he'll kiss me
outside when it rains
so I can hide my tears
and he'll trace my cheek bones
when he looks in my eyes.
Maybe someday...
Maybe someday
I'll have happiness,
if only
for even one day.
Maybe someday