Days Upon Days
Today used to be someday
And today will soon be yesterday.
All these days
we wish away
all those we hope for;
we hope for another day.
Why do we do this?
Many reasons contribute to it.
We always want what is next,
and today only falls second best,
to what the future may possess.
But one day,
you'll realize,
that the someday you've always hoped for
isn't just distantly near;
but rather, already here.
You'll wake up
and wish for all those todays
that are now yesterdays.
And you'll wish that today,
which was once, someday,
would slow down
and that all those days
you longed to go away
could be relived and enjoyed
rather than wishing for something
in order for reality to be avoided.
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