One day I will be able
To see your name written
And not feel a flutter,
But no day soon.

One day I will have the strength
To see your happiness
And want it to last,
Not curse the other who brings it.

One day, some day soon,
I can stop lying to you,
And everyone else,
And one day, maybe soon,
Your long-cast spell
From lips whose shape against my own
I’ll one day forget,
Will vanish
And I’ll be free.