When this is over

When this is over
I wouldn’t be up by the times i shouldn’t be
Or thinking about you when i shouldn’t
I would have gotten out my feelings.
I would drink my morning coffee at a blissful peak
No longer waiting by my phone
For intentionally missed calls and message replies
I will walk in a room full of strangers who are the same like you and own it
I will live simply and at my own will
My anxiety will be off
Nonexistent
I wouldn’t lace my tea with drugs
Or stay needing
Waiting
Or hurting
Just like anything and everyone
I will fade.

Hypermind