Maybe I'm not done yet

Just when you start to think that the sun will never feel warm again, that silk will never feel smooth and soft, that cool, clear water will never refresh. Just when you think this black hole of self shame has filled your life, there he comes. There comes someone you barely thought you knew promising to wipe away your tears, to hold you close, to fix the hurt. And he's a million miles away. Separated by land and sea, mountains and forests and deserts. But somehow the words that flash across my screen sooth my worries, lighten my heart. I know I'll be okay. Not today and not tomorrow, but someday, I will be okay. Whether it's alone or with a heart to hold, eventually I will feel whole again.