Its alright baby, go on and cry; just know that after all the tears there is a tomorrow.
A tomorrow when you will realize that he is not coming back.
A tomorrow when you are all cried out.
A tomorrow when, you know the feeling you get after your heart has taken residency in the pit of your stomach and you can’t eat?
The pressure of pain is weighing on your lungs and it feels like you can’t breath?
Well, that new tomorrow will bring with it a
desire to eat and your ability to breathe again.
A tomorrow when one morning you will awaken and realize that your heart has returned to it’s rightful place.
A tomorrow when you are talking to your friends and out the blue… you smile.
There will come a tomorrow; I don’t know how many tomorrow’s will have pasted but, there WILL come a tomorrow when you will love again.
So baby, cry today and wait on your tomorrow.