Runway to my dream
Aug 4, 2021
A feeling sinks in as my flight takes off
It’s harder than I imagined.
The luggage suddenly didn’t feel so heavy
After all, I’m carrying the weight that doesn’t fit into 23kgs in my heart.
My tears get masked, Thanks to the virus.
Looking around, I seek the faces beneath the masks.
Some going home, while some away,
I think.
Some hopeful, others tearful,
I feel.
I smile at how we are alone together.
The flight takes off,
A feeling sinks in as my flight takes off.
Head in clouds, I look behind,
“perhaps leaving hurts more than staying?”
It’s not forever, I tell myself, as I close my eyes.
As the flight lands, a hopeful little voice inside me hums,
“Head in clouds, perhaps not so much”
