second-year ace

To the person seeking-

You’re not going to find me if you look that way,

Not in the place where I used to stay.

It’s nothing so dramatic, I’ve left no grave behind,

There’s evidence, that’s true, but it’s from another time.

I’ve looked at my guts and given them a name,

Whether they keep it or not, I’ll never be the same.

So don’t look for me there, that’s where my shadow lies,

And even it is leaving, so say your last goodbyes.

To the girl I thought I was, to the woman I’ll never be,

I’ve left you behind, but you’re still part of me.

I’ll carry your rage, and your laughter too,

And give them a new home, just for me and you.

Stop looking for me in old photographs.

Those memories are bright, but they lack-

The brightness of my life now, the colors and hues,

By just knowing who I am, I’ve been born anew.

Maybe you won’t get it, or maybe you will,

But I cannot spend more time standing still.

I’ll give you a map, so you’ll know the way,

Maybe one day you’ll find me where I stay.

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