One Day
"...one day..."
He promised
But that day has never come
And while it hurts
While it breaks my heart
It frustrates and embitters me
I realize it is out of my hands
It is out of my control
So I learn to let it go
To let it roll off my back like water off a duck's back
It won't be easy
I know that
But in the end it will be
Better for my heart
My soul
And who knows?
Perhaps one day
He will come to his senses
Perhaps "one day"
Will come true
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