one day

One day, when I think back about everything,

there won't be that gut-wrenching feeling
or that stab in the heart
or that jealous knot in my stomach

or thinking if I'm being compared to her

or that awkward feeling whenever I'm together with your (her) friends

or that feeling when I wonder if she was a part of the different stories you shared.

One day.

Hopefully.

But for now, nothing else can hurt more.

Because I love you that much.