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Someone once said that change is neither good or bad, it just is. But right now it all seems so foreign. So unreal. Everyone is changing and has been changing. I’m changing…so slowly I’ve barely noticed. I desperately want to hold on to everything that I know, but I also realize that that will leave me completely alone, and in order to make it, you have to keep moving forward. Keep your feet moving.
I want to stand at the edge of the ocean. I’d like to feel the cold water wash over me. I’d like to immense myself in a change that is constant, flowing, always somewhere in between.
I need to embrace the things happening in my life, because they are all blessings, somehow. Maybe not for me, but for someone else, they might be the thing they’ve been searching for their entire life. And I need to be glad in that.
If I never see you again, I will remember the rock by the river. I will remember the late nights, the wine, the way it feels to be with someone who echoes you inside. And when I do, I promise I will smile.

Someone once said that change is neither good or bad, it just is. But right now it all seems so foreign. So unreal. Everyone is changing and has been changing. I’m changing…so slowly I’ve barely noticed. I desperately want to hold on to everything that I know, but I also realize that that will leave me completely alone, and in order to make it, you have to keep moving forward. Keep your feet moving.

I want to stand at the edge of the ocean. I’d like to feel the cold water wash over me. I’d like to immense myself in a change that is constant, flowing, always somewhere in between.

I need to embrace the things happening in my life, because they are all blessings, somehow. Maybe not for me, but for someone else, they might be the thing they’ve been searching for their entire life. And I need to be glad in that.

If I never see you again, I will remember the rock by the river. I will remember the late nights, the wine, the way it feels to be with someone who echoes you inside. And when I do, I promise I will smile.


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