Here’s to all the seconds spent waiting for a text that never comes, to all the years searching for the one that gets away, finding the right person and doing all the wrong things,
Here's to planes you missed. the tickets ripped away. and the lands left unexplored. Here's to the boxes left unopened. the keys thrown away. and the treasure left untouched. Here's to the 2 AM thoughts. the songs of what ifs. and the chances i missed.
Dreaming feels like boarding a magic carpet. I'm flying into the night imagination shaping the clouds, hands holding the stars. No fear, just the magic I trust. It'll take me to a place I don't know yet, somewhere I belong.