I have admired silver linings,
Even when they wern't vivid.
And dreamt about a million things,
Tucked in a faraway future.
I have imaginary itineraries,
Of places I will travel to,
And milestones checked in,
To this ticking clock inside my head.
I have camouflaged every event,
That has been a beautiful mistake,
With this territory of memories,
I hold dear- now and forever.
There are stories I wish to live,
And adventures fed on my wishlist,
So whimsical, so incredulous,
I doubt they are even mine.
And at the end, I wonder,
If that is what life is all about.
Growing roots and bridges,
To conquer the universe.
And slipping farther from old dreams,
Weaving new paradises,
And leaving behind tiny check lists,
Behind fridge magnets.
Realising what I once held dear,
Is now foreign to me,
And what I am intent on building today,
Will crumble, a few summers later.
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