I thought I was afraid of moving to a new direction,

of the misgivings and the intent of not going back.

But all this time, what I’m really terrified is changing too much

then losing myself because I knew I’d never be that person again.

And I have changed since then, my piece no longer fits in the puzzle.

But I have never felt this joy of leaving as I am coming home.

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