Everything is going to be alright

Someday, everything's going to be new again.
Someday, these wounds would heal.
Someday, the sun would shine so bright,
all of these tears would dry up.

I'm getting tired of exposing my fresh wounds to you.
Why do I still do it?
It's okay.  Every time I see you, I realize how much more I deserve.
But at the same time I can't help the shouts within me,
pleading, begging for you to come back soon...

Honestly, I am still confused.

But there is hope.  Hope that one day, everything's going to be new again.
No more bitterness.
No more begging and pleading.
No more looking back.
Just a great view ahead.