The old monster rears his head.
Jekyll has come back to the surface.
I nurse him, hold him close, this version of myself.
His old securities shout, almost too loud to hear.
They drown out a quiet voice that whispers,
“You are a new creation.”
On 05.02.09, In Uncategorized, By Liam
I sit here in between.
In between where I was and where I’m going with a hard, barely carpeted floor beneath me.
In between where we were friends and where we will be memories.
I can stand the distance, growing apart, with miles and years between just before now and wherever I go.
Just don’t forget me, ok?


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