I’ve made my decision—

to finally take the leap.

I thought fear would grip me,

or was I overthinking? I always do. 

But now that the moment is here,

it feels strangely calm,

unexpectedly underwhelming. 

A box of knickknacks,

a folder of old files—

the only things I take

as I leave this space behind.

I’ve always hated goodbyes,

and today grants my wish—

no farewells, no parting words,

just an ordinary day.

I give my thanks to this space,

for all it has given me.

I give my thanks to the past

for it has been good to me.

I step forward—

a prayer, a wish

for brighter days ahead.