No More, Now, Someday

No more -
no more will I feel his arms around me.
No more will our lips hover over each other
sending chills and thrills through me.
No more will I look up into his face
and see the beauty hidden there.
No more will our fingers intertwine.
No more will my fingers trace his skin,
finding the softest spots
or the strange curves or the outline of his tattoo.
No more will my phone connect me to him.
No more will I hear him say "I love you".
No more will I plan my life with him.

Now -
now my heart stumbles
at everything that reminds me of him.
Now I cry at the drop of a hat.
Now I hate that I still love him.
Now I hate that I want him back.
Now I hate that I dont.
Now I feel reduced back to nothing.
Now I feel less than I was.
Now I have a hard time watching movies or
listening to music without remembering him
or thinking of my current state.
Now I have to find out who I am
and what I really want.
Now I leave behind the life
I had waited my whole life to have.

Someday -
someday I will get over him.
Someday I will move on.
Someday I will be able to think about him
and not have my heart hurt.
Someday I won't cry over him.
Someday life wont remind me of him.
Someday another will find me.
Someday I will have everything I ever wanted.
Someday I will be free of this heartache.
Someday I will be happy again.