Every time I depart
It is not the leaving that I love,
It is the hope in what is to come
And a restless anticipation for
Discovering magic and unraveling mystery.
For what I leave behind is my life, as I have known it.
And what is ahead is my life as it is yet to be.
I do not leave you!
You are coming with me, don't you know?!
I could not go without you, nor would I try.
I can only go because of you.
I am taking you with me everyday.
You are my strength, my peace,
My comfort, my joy,
My rock, my scale, my compass,
My laughter and my smile.
If not for you being all this for me,
I would not be the me I am becoming.
You are my reason for going,
You are my reason for hating to leave,
But you are also why I cannot stay.
It is not the leaving that I love . . .
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