Snowflakes in Spring

moving

I will always remember you
The me that wanted to be everything
The piece that searched every crevice
For somewhere to rest
Who opened millions of doors
Just for them to slam in her face
Always the girl on the doorstep
That couldn't stand still
Not long enough
At least
To find a home

She was scared
Not of losing
But of gaining
Extra time
Like fabric on a dress
That didn't fit quite right

I had the home I've known
But the temporary rest stop
Gave me time
That felt like it was always
Meant be mine

It made me forget
That losing did exist

That beyond in reality
There was something
Waiting on me
Somthing calling my name
And knocking on doors
Of mine