I hope some day you get everything that you deserve. I hope you move to that perfect place with sunny skies and true blue water. I hope your lover goes by your side. I hope the skies and water stay bright and blue and you walk along the brand new streets and smile at how you’ve made your life anew. I know some day the skies won’t look so clear and you and your lover will quarrel. But on another day the world will brighten again to your eye and you’ll shrug and be glad. I truly believe, that you will get all you deserve. I know some day the shine will wear off all the brightness. You and your lover will exchange more bitter words than kind. The newness will be gone and the sun and sea won’t heal what’s broken. Because the problem was not the place but the person. I know because I have watched but for some reason I, not you, have seen. I have seen you looking over the fence and exclaiming over how green the grass, and I have looked and thought the color just the same. I have even seen you leap the fence and watched while you grew glum again and turned your eyes once more and exclaim at how green the grass grows just a little bit farther. I have seen you blinker yourself push aside the good in favor of the newest new. I could shake you. Again. Beg you to see yourself and all the discarded bits that have been the lifetime casualty of that need. I could attempt to shame you by naming myself among them, but I am not my father’s daughter. I know a hopeless cause when I see one and would rather be at peace in my own pasture. And whatever it might prove to be, all guesses aside, I hope you get what you deserve.