i delight in who i'll be one day
when i meet you again.
like a pleasant memory from a future life
that cares not why or when.
and still sometimes it makes me sad
to leave a part of me behind.
because who i am today
is who you knew
when you meant so much to me
and i meant so much to you.
yet, i'm excited to meet this new version
and see where these months take me next.
because regardless of what you've touched in my past
and what i may tell people that you've ruined,
i'll be better,
and for this i'm delighted. 
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