Tell me it gets easier.


Tell me what happens when reassurance ends up becoming obligations.

Words that had so much meaning to them, end up lacking in substance later on.

Tell me it gets easier.

And not just a fixture that gets patched up whenever an argue persists.

That it resolves itself, even when it feels like its unsolvable.

Tell me it gets easier. 

Remind me,

Because that’s what I’m holding onto.

That it will get easier.