Imagination
If someone asks me what I couldn’t live without, it would be you.
You always seem to be floating around,
Wrapping me in your warm embrace,
Filling my mind with endless possibilities.
You gently push me to explore the world around,
To not just stay inside my little box.
You are my savior.
When the world tries to crush me under its weight,
You give me wings to see the road ahead.
You are the thing I cannot life without.
You keep me occupied when there is nothing to do,
You babysat me on long road trips with long stretches of road
Pointing at the unique objects passing by.
This is not a good bye,
I simply wanted to say:
Thank you for being with me
And inspiring me to do more.
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