someday you will be able to make yourself soft again. someday the world will be gentle enough around you that you can let yourself gentle and there will be no sharp edges to catch on. there will be a time when you can open yourself up and submerge yourself in the pain you find and you will go through it and find air on the other side. and that will be it: you will move through the pain and someday there will be no more left. someday the world will be tender for you, and you will breathe out and you will breathe in and your lungs will fill unhindered. you will find nothing within yourself that you have not kept, that you have not chosen to keep. someday you will have space for everything you plan to grow into.