I remember when the world was so big and new,
And I was eager to explore every inch of it.
I remember.
Do you?
I can almost feel the wind lifting my hair
As I skipped freely,
Light-hearted,
Unafraid.
I remember the days when the sky
Was never more blue—
Wide, open, endless.
I can still recall the magic.
Can you?
I remember flying high in my imagination,
Spotting ships in the clouds,
Sailing their silent journeys above me.
I remember the time
When my heart was young,
When my life had only just begun.
I saw beauty everywhere—
And I still do.
I remember those days.
Do you?
I remember when I carried endless faith in myself,
When I believed without question
That I could become anything I dreamed of.
I still draw strength
From the hope I had back then,
From the version of me
Who believed so easily,
So boldly.
I can slip back into those moments—
Into that freedom,
That wonder,
That innocence.
Can you?
Dec 19, 2025
Dec 19, 2025 at 8:39 PM UTC
I remember when the world was so big and new,
And I was eager to explore every inch of it.
I remember.
Do you?
I can almost feel the wind lifting my hair
As I skipped freely,
Light-hearted,
Unafraid.
I remember the days when the sky
Was never more blue—
Wide, open, endless.
I can still recall the magic.
Can you?
I remember flying high in my imagination,
Spotting ships in the clouds,
Sailing their silent journeys above me.
I remember the time
When my heart was young,
When my life had only just begun.
I saw beauty everywhere—
And I still do.
I remember those days.
Do you?
I remember when I carried endless faith in myself,
When I believed without question
That I could become anything I dreamed of.
I still draw strength
From the hope I had back then,
From the version of me
Who believed so easily,
So boldly.
I can slip back into those moments—
Into that freedom,
That wonder,
That innocence.
Can you?
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