I thought it would be more
this fleeting draft of time.I imagined I’d be cooler,polished,more refined.
Little did I know
It doesn’t happen like in the movies
Like a shero
Finding love and all else falls into place
Instead, it’s a constant work in progress,
laced with mistakes,
a big mosaic of trials
Never did I imagine
this is what I would do
for the dreams live within me,
Captivated by the moment, and all the things to do
Bound by reality
And although love surrounds me,
I can’t help but wonder—
what of the paths I never took,
the words left unspoken,
the life I never dared to live
Now, it feels too late
But it isn’t, is it?
A fleeting moment in time,
a glimpse of what might have been,
an invitation to imagine
my life in a dream
of all those tiny whispers
shooting free
I don’t dream of a happily ever after,
Or a fairy-tale wedding with perfect bows.
What I crave is a life untamed—
chasing horizons
a tale of wild, romantic love,
and adventures ever after “
– Christina