that one day

it’s all getting caught in my throat now
this life without her,
this life, glued together by memories
of joyfully waiting,
by nostalgia for memories never made

it only recently struck me
that one day she would have become a grown woman
perhaps with children of her own
children i will never know,
(in this world)
and it crushes me

so i raise my chin and offer the sky
a feeble smile to keep my feeble hope alive
that one day i will join her in that world beyond this one
that one day it will all make sense to me
that one day it will all be well in my soul

that one day

that one day….