Life is a series of collisions with the future; it is not the sum of what we have been, but what we yearn to be.

Sometimes you lose people,
You always meant to keep.

Sometimes all there is left,
Is a box of memories you still seek.

Sometimes connections fade away,
Just like an end of the bliss.

Love is something that comes in different clothes, with a different way and different face, and perhaps it takes a long time for you to accept it, to be able to call it love.

You wanna explore the world, start imagining with your mind's eye.

Written By RAVNEET KAUR

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