Mess I guess but one day

Someday i'll have nothing but to read you. That someday will come.
Soon.
Not  today.
I get it.

Someday i'll have patience to understand you.
Not today.
Today I've barely made a par.
But someday.
I hope i'll meet your expectations.
My bad I let it exsist in first place.
I shouldn't have.
Does that matter anymore.
Oneday i'll write after I understand.
That day my eloquence will breathe.
I'm not sure that day will come.

Someday i'll understand each and every line.
Because my expectations are undoubtedly higher.
I know I haven't measured yet.
I know.
Nothing can measure, not even near to what I am trying to say.