Tomorrow?

I pray that one day, we’ll meet again.
For the first time. Perhaps when you’re
the one who finishes God’s plan for me. That
you’re the one who keeps me; and I keep you
because it’s His plan for you. Too.
Forever and a day. To the moon and back upon
a lasso of hesitating dreams. Unbearable silence
broken with a text, a curious heart bears witness.
I am broken and I will fix me. It is what I must do for God.
Because I might be for you. And you for me.

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