Tomorrow, And Tomorrow, And Tomorrow Novels & Stories

Each other. And those who remember can keep pulling the rope. Tomorrow, closer. Tomorrow, steadier. Tomorrow—for her.

One that beats for you alone. I loved you then, I love you now, and I will love you in every tomorrow that finds us. Shamelessly, L.S

“Tomorrow—.” “Tomorrow you’re having dinner with Mr. Melton.” Cursing under his breath, Andrew pressed her again, his voice ragged. “Then Lily can have dinner with you tomorrow night.” Evelyn shook her head, attempting to slide past him. “Andrew, let me go.” Shifting, he blocked her escape. “When’s the next event?” “July fourth.” Andrew gave a frustrated groan, let his head drop to rest his forehead dejectedly on her shoulder. “That’s absolutely not going to work for me.”

The sound on the hood is this. The splash under foot is this. The chill in the air is this. The quickened step is this. No walker apart from walking. No rain apart from raining. Only this. The ordinary thought of tomorrow is this. The plan forming is this. The worry creeping is this. The excitement sparking is this. The forgetting is this. The remembering is this. No thinker apart from thinking. No tomorrow apart from imagining. Only this. The ordinary ache in the shoulder is this. The tension held is this.

That was the truth and it was a simple truth and simple truths were the ones worth building on. Tomorrow. Just tomorrow.

Some truths could wait until tomorrow. Deadlines couldn't.

"I know you misunderstood me. But what happened because of that misunderstanding—it was real." "What's done is done. You can't undo it. The scars in each person's memory don't fade." "That day in Switzerland was so cold that it finally let me let go of the past." "Zane was the one who helped me move on." "Let's just move forward. Nico, Arlo, Rhett." "We had a beautiful childhood. But from now on, I'm going the way I chose. The way I'm looking forward to." "And I hope—the Nico, Arlo, and Rhett from those childhood days—can wish me well."

"I love you too. More than yesterday, less than tomorrow." THE END

Be happy with what you have been given. Live for today not tomorrow. Get up, get out, and start living, Because the past is the past for a reason. It's been, and now it is gone, So stop trying to think of ways to fix it. It's done, it's unchangeable; move on. Each day we wake is such a gift; No moment's guaranteed. Tomorrow isn't promised, But to fate we must concede. We cannot know our futures, How long or short our lives. We simply do the best we can

No one talked about tomorrow. They just fucked. Again. And again. And again.