If everything goes right,
If it finally works,
If the plan unfolds exactly as you dreamed it,
If the prayers are answered in full sentences,
If the road stays smooth and no one stands in your way;
Will it be enough?

If you get the house,
With the view you wanted,
And the gate that closes,
And the kitchen you imagined in your twenties;
Will your heart stop looking at other houses?

If you get the job,
The one with the title,
And the corner office,
And the team that calls you “boss,”
And the email signature with weight;
Will you stop checking who earns more?

If the money multiplies,
If it stops running out,
If you no longer have to calculate airtime or fuel or meat;
Will you stop asking for just a little more?
Will the number in your account stop reminding you of the number that could still be reached?

If your body heals,
If the pain finally leaves,
If your stomach settles, your knees strengthen, your sleep deepens;
Will you stop fearing its return?
Will you stop comparing yourself to your younger self?

If your face clears,
If your skin glows,
If your body shapes itself into what the world likes,
If the mirror finally smiles back;
Will you stop seeing what needs to be fixed?

If you finally love yourself,
If you believe the compliments,
If your voice becomes strong in rooms that once made you small;
Will you stop needing their approval?

If they come back,
If the one who left returns,
If the one who forgot remembers,
If the one who broke you says sorry;
Will it undo the ache?

If your name is known,
If strangers quote you,
If your posts go viral and your phone doesn’t stop;
Will your heart stop needing to be seen?

If they understand you,
If no one misquotes you again,
If everyone finally knows what you meant;
Will you speak less or more?

If you forgive,
Truly forgive,
If you stop rehearsing the story,
If you let go of the wound and not just the person;
Will the pain vanish?
Or will it ask for another voice to hold it?

If you finally succeed,
Whatever that means now,
If they clap, and rise, and respect you;
Will the hunger end?
Or will the applause ask to be heard again?

If your parents are proud,
If they say the words,
If your siblings see your worth,
If your children look at you like a hero;
Will you stop proving yourself?

If your faith grows strong,
If you never doubt again,
If your prayers become habits,
If your heart becomes still;
Will you stop asking why things hurt?

If your friends never leave,
If betrayal never comes,
If loneliness never returns,
If birthdays are always full and laughter is honest;
Will your heart finally unclench?

If you travel everywhere,
See sunsets in places with names you can’t pronounce,
Take photos from cliffs, beaches, and ancient cities;
Will you stop feeling like you’re missing out?

If everything goes exactly the way you want,
If time cooperates,
If people agree,
If circumstances bow;
Will you finally rest?

Will you stop scrolling for what else could have been?
Will your peace remain even when the noise returns?
Will your joy not demand a new flavor tomorrow?

Will you not compare?
Will you not doubt?
Will you not ask for something just a little bit better?

Will what you have not ask for more?
Will what you love not evolve into something else you must chase?
Will what you built not tempt you to build bigger?

Will your dreams stay quiet once they are fulfilled?
Will your heart stay soft once it gets what it longed for?

Will it be the end of all longing?

Will you be full?
Will you be quiet inside?
Will you stop imagining another version of everything?

Will you not see something more than you expected?
Will enough not start to look like not quite?

Will the joy of today not ask for a brighter one tomorrow?

Will what happened not quietly ask for something else to happen?