Another year has passed, a milestone I consider.
Places traveled, new circles formed; stroked with love.

What years preceding it should've been.
It has been fulfilling as it is melancholic.
Another new year draws near, anxiously I look forward to.

I hope the bittersweet insights I gained will make me ready to embrace my eventual self.

A chapter of my life has close, a new canvass has been laid. Keep living broken, keep breathing love.