Anthony Hanible

Leave It In 2025

Let the weight you carried loosen its grip

Slipping quietly into the shadows of the year

Not every memory deserves a suitcase

Not every lesson needs to follow you home

Some storms were only meant to pass through

Clearing space for gentler skies

Some names

Some fears

Some unfinished stories

They can stay where they lived

In the rooms you’ve already walked through

Step into tomorrow with lighter hands

With pockets open for better things

Leave it in 2025

And let the door close softly behind you