(Noun)
1.The day after today.

We made ourselves disbelieve in the existence of another day.because as I stood there with my heart hanging from my knees,and you cutting infinite lines onto your beautiful skin.we forgot.about the possibility of another day.about starting all over .about another sunshine in a sky that was once dark enough to swallow us both.we got so attached to every sadness that was folded into our skins that we forgot what happy felt like.we became blind and deaf .deaf to the sound of our hearts that has always smiled in continuation. our heart has always dared us to carry on.it said that,every fall didn't have to be an end.and every sadness didn't mean darkness.but darling ,we forgot that hope didn't have to be expressed in a railway of lines drawn onto our skins or in the form of you destroying me or me destroying you.
hope was staying up late and whispering into the darkness.hope was in every smile you've caused and in ever tear you've shed.hope was you.hope was me.we were hope.alive and breathing.