Someday

When I thought about going to see you 
after such a long time
my insides lit up like moon-kissed stars.
The vision of me seeing you and you seeing me, 
simultaneously, like in the old movies, 
where years of longing have finally reached its end,
was too surreal, too promising to deny participation.
But further deliberation reminded me 
how nothing really ever plays out in life 
as it does in your mind's eye.
Two days later I boxed up the imaginary reel
and sent you a card instead. 
It simply said, "Sadly, someday may never come, 
but then who ever said there would be a someday?"