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Oxygen

Dates, checked.

Company, checked.

Booking, checked.

And so began the excitement

with empty wallets and priceless smiles,

a presence we dreaded for

and memories we hoped to make.

The days became longer

and nights thoughtful,

dreaming of expectations and sensations

we would drowse in.

We knew of moments we would mimic

and places we needed to visit,

but it was never about the destination,

but the time we would be away

from a life ofnormalcy

to one where we could be exciting,

strangers in the eyes of those around

and in expectations that we’d

of ourselves.

Do you have a journey you could relive,

where everything went wrong

but you still made memories

that was no less than adventurous!

Because that’s how it feels when you’re having fun

and time is never enough

to contain everything we wish to reach.

For that is how the journey is,

a crave for a smell,

a nostalgia of the moment,

a passion for faces and dreams,

a reason to push and believe.

We adore that breathe

where we could forget everything

and reinvent all we could be.

For out there is where we live,

all that we need,

the Oxygen

for the traveller

within us.