Transitioning.

Its almost never easy.

Change.

Its something we as humans get used to instantly.

Slowly but surely,
I begin to see.

The change in me.

The change in everything around me.

Finding the answers to some questions is never easy.

So I go in search of them.

Choice is good.

But why is it so hard to choose sometimes?

Some things, you can find easily.
Others, take a lifetime to find.

Well if that's what it takes.
Fine.

Let me go in search again.
Let me have no rest till I find her.
Let me have no solace till I find her.

Let me go in search of that one illusive person.

The one.