Someday, I'm going to feel the Sun hot around my hands.
Someday, I'm going to poke my fingers into the Sun and feel them melt off.
Someday, I'm going to put the Sun back in the sky and admire my melted bones and skin.
Someday, I'm going to see your face.
Someday, I'm going to laugh like I did three years ago.
Someday, I'm going to bathe in holy water.
Someday, I'm going to become so pure I will be unrecognisable.
Someday, I'm going to kiss you.
Someday, I'm going to remember those March days warmly.
Someday, I'm going to feel whole when I remember the colour of your eyes.
Someday, I'm going to feel happy.
Someday, I'm going to be free.
Someday, we will break free of our newfound isolation.
Someday, we will eat like we've never eaten before.
Someday, we will smile ear to ear again.
Someday, we will understand that we were both just little girls three years ago.