Are you ready? Ready to start. To step into this. Whatever 'this' is. Whenever 'this' starts. However you'd like it to. If that's even true.I just might be. Right at this moment. Ready to jump. Over the lines. Over the towering walls. So carefully placed. Neatly by your side.
A few more steps is all I need. Really. A few. A push. Just a little one. One to start this internal conflict. Starting with a shove. Big enough to stir things up. To create the familiar uneasy feelings. Covering up the empty. Although, never completely empty. Never for long. Never without you. Only. You. You, the emptier. You've switched sides. Taking on a new role. The one. The one capable of shoving. Just a little. Enough to organize my thoughts. Enough to convince me that I'm ready. Ready to start.
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