When This Is Over

When this is over,

I want to bask in the warmth of the sun.

I want to say thank you more often.

I want to work less and play more.

I want to be the love I hope to create.

I want to say hello to strangers.

I want to laugh loudly with friends.

I want to make amends with my enemies.

I want to tell people they’ve changed me.

I want to keep growing.

I want to kiss with reckless abandon.

I want to treat my body with reverence.

I want to revere your body, too.

I want to settle my debts and my scores.

I want to cook more of my food.

I want to taste more of it, also.

I want to radically re-envision society.

I want to work to make that vision real.

I want to lead through my service.

I want to chase what I’ve wanted.

I want to remember I’m decent.

I want to vanquish my demons.

I want to find what’s been hiding.

I want to laugh in the face of fear.

I want to reach the horizon.

I want to live so when this is over,

I want to never write this again.

This poem was originally published on PS I Love You. Relationships Now.