Dawn Goodbye
With dawn stretching over the sky, I took my time, stepping past the old house. Standing there subtly across the street, watching familiar curtains flutter, I embraced the closure.
It wasn’t regret or longing, only a nod to what once was as I stepped into who I was becoming. It felt poetic, somehow, whispering a thank-you to the bricks and beams.
With each step, I marched confidently into whatever waited in the expanse ahead.