the in-between – a poem by me.

i’m somewhere between
growing up and letting go,
between soft mornings and wild ideas,
between knowing who i am
and wanting to be someone new.

this part of life feels like
a half-packed suitcase,
a late-night playlist,
a sky that can’t decide
if it’s sunrise or storm.

i want to swim in the sea
with salt in my hair and no signal,
take roadtrips to nowhere
with the windows down,
count the stars like they’re answers
to questions i haven’t asked yet.

i want love that feels like
a shared hoodie and eye contact,
that safe kind of chaos
that makes you feel more like you.

i want to be free
not just from things,
but into something.
into joy. into wonder.
into the wide, weird middle
where real life begins.

so if you’re here too
in the between, in the becoming
just know:
you’re not lost.
you’re just on your way.