Before the flight takes off Before our ascent into the skies Before I'm unplugged from the grid Before I'm temporarily disconnected
I think about what I'll miss, If the flight never landed. I think about the goals unfulfilled People unmet, sights unseen Words unsaid, tears uncried Emotions unshared, pain unfelt Fights unhad, hands unheld Stories untold, lives unlived
But most of all, I think of you. And feel Hope.
Written on a return flight trip. A few moments of introspection.
Life has it agenda, First then second, finally third. Remind ourselves that memory are faint history; To let history replay for the future to unfold. Time weld life into death; so is death to life. Here I stand, where it all started; Gazing back, life was once better. Ultimately, departure is inevitable; Where else can one go without longing? Longing are fleeting calling; Appeared like faint snow, disappeared with one blow.
It all led up to this moment, The dedication we casted our ambitions in, The triumphs we rooted our adversities in, It brought us to the next chapter of our lives, And for you I'm forever grateful to, Thanks for joining me on my journey.
The California dream is what we were living, From the adventurous summer splendor, To the heartfelt bittersweet departures, Those unified celebratory cheers, It was summer 21' of unprecedented affection, Onto the next phase of life we go where unknown possibilities lie dormant, Here's to the discoveries to come, The gratitude to bestow, & memories we'll create.