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.