Maybe Someday

This is part of a poem - the beginning is a little too personal to share but I love the feeling at the end, so here it is:

I hope that when I looked away,

deep down you understood. 

I couldn't share it with you yet

but know someday I could.

Because if Patience had a voice

she'd say to me, "Don't fret.

He's still looking at you with a smile. 

He hasn't left you yet."

And Time would chime in -

"Trust is something only I can give."

Hope would whisper softly,

"The past isn't something you'll relive."

And Love would say to me,

"Be still, I know your heart's got holes.

But only I can stitch together

two lonely, longing souls."

      -jainedoe