Quite ironic… 
how the fears of being erased
Shown through
in The midst

of desperate attempts
to prove the opposite

Intentionally scrambling 
all day long
For the right words
The right sequences 

To express 
beyond thought

And.
What I’ve noted is this;
Anything 
 That feels remotely 
like goodbye

I’ll avoid, overthink
and undoubtedly 
revive

Though an end doesn’t portray 
adequately what’s actually 
brought about an entirely new beginning 

I walk out of June as a thriving woman
I’ve soaked up every word you presented
Ive felt your hearts exposure!
What could possibly compare?

I’ve stepped out of the box
that I placed myself in.
I wrote 10 different beautiful 
sequences

To express with enough honor 
that today’s the beginning of the end

And forget every other
pointless word blurted until now:

YOU EACH HAVE SAVED ME
from myself somehow

This month.. this year almost took me away
Until I was allowed empty pages to safely convey 
the dark sides, the hope and the in betweens

God. What beautiful humans that I’ve needed to see!