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Two weeks
Two weeks away, we're packing the boxes
Choosing what stays and what's going with us
It's a bitter sweet time, knowing our journey here is coming to a close
The place I grew up, leaving this life that I chose
What comes next? Nobody knows
I'm hoping for new beginnings with happiness that overflows; from each and every pore I want my light to explode.
Be the girl I used to be, the one I no longer know
I drive the same streets some for the last time, trying to take pictures and post them all in my mind's eye
I'll never forget the memories I've made, the smiles, laughter, and even tears that I hope will fade away
I'm sure I'll be back around these parts one day; but for now I know what's best is moving far far away
© Malissa Nau
Choosing what stays and what's going with us
It's a bitter sweet time, knowing our journey here is coming to a close
The place I grew up, leaving this life that I chose
What comes next? Nobody knows
I'm hoping for new beginnings with happiness that overflows; from each and every pore I want my light to explode.
Be the girl I used to be, the one I no longer know
I drive the same streets some for the last time, trying to take pictures and post them all in my mind's eye
I'll never forget the memories I've made, the smiles, laughter, and even tears that I hope will fade away
I'm sure I'll be back around these parts one day; but for now I know what's best is moving far far away
© Malissa Nau
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