I canât do everything in one lifetime.
I want to be a writerâ a poet, and yet Iâd like to explore the stars, discover planets.
Iâd like to act in every big-name movie, but Iâd also love to sing my heart out in meaningless songs that others canât quite comprehend.
Iâd like to move countries, change my name, forget my old selfâ but I also want to embrace who I truly am, at my core.
Time.
There never seems to be enough of it.
If only we were given several lifetimes to figure ourselves out, to breathe life at its purest form, and see our souls in the way we know is right.
If only we could glimpse the countless endings hidden in every small beginning.