A friend once told me:
The grief you feel is proportional to the love you’ve felt.
The intensity of my emotions indicates the:
The depth I carved.
The roots I laid.
The bond I created.
Here —
in these parts,
with these people,
with this land.
So no, this isn’t sadness,
it’s mourning:
The end of a chapter.
The knowledge that this period is over.
Accepting that it is time for a change.
Acknowledging with my soul,
that with the start of the next chapter,
even “going back” to visit this one:
— will no longer be the same.
It doesn’t mean that I’m not excited for what comes next.
It simply means I must first say goodbye.
With time, love and layers;
Like I said Hello –
When this chapter first began.
VoraXious 