bright.

Cause I’ve been meaning to decide what I wanted to do – how my brightest future would look like. Instead of choosing, I found the courage not to. Time no longer chases me around, but lends me a hand.

Home is a shapeshifter – I mustn’t be afraid to leave again. A list of possibilities laid hidden in the bottom drawer. I flatten it with my hand, make my dreams feel welcome again.

Persuade me to go and I’ll come with.

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