Time Traveler

Time Traveler

Sometimes I wish. Wish I could go back. Back in time.

But just for a second...

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Sometimes I wish. Wish I could go back. Back in time.

But just for a second

Not too many regrets

I’ve just got a couple

Most choices I’ve made

I can stand by. I’m proud of.

But what if I hadn’t turned and looked at you that night?

What if I had blinked, you had passed, without my vision. My sight.

What if our paths had never crossed

And we had never met?

Who would I be? Who would you?

If you’d escaped my glance for just a moment or two.

Would I still be chasing that ghost… the ghost of who I was?

Trying so desperately to impress others

Doing things just cuz

Up shit’s creek, stranded

With neither paddle nor oar

I’d like to recapture that moment we met… but not for a second more.

 

Sometimes I wish. Wish I could go back. Back in time.

But just for a minute

Not to change much

I’d just want to relive it

I’m doing well right now,

All things considered

Still…

I would give anything to feel free

Untethered. Unburdened.

Unbothered. Unabashed. Unmistakably uncertain.

Unsure whether my joy would always remain.

But thankful for that single minute I felt truly unafraid.

 

Sometimes I wish. Wish I could go back. Back in time.

But just for an hour

To recapture my confidence.

Recapture my hunger.

Feel a fraction of my aura.

That courage.

That power.

So I could save it for those days

When I’ve got nothing left

And always know the standard

And never aspire for less

 

Sometimes I wish. Wish I could go back.

Just for a day.

But how much would it change?

If I had never gotten in that car, how different would life be?

Maybe I would have chosen a different career

Maybe I wouldn’t be living overseas

To be honest, I don’t think I would change it.

That day would have come later on

Because the feelings would have remained

That single day didn’t define or create what came next

That day was an amalgamation of my anger, fears, and my stress.

 

Sometimes I wish. Wish I could go back. Back in time.

Cuz that was the year.

But the reason is different. So much different from the others, I swear

That year wasn’t my finest, or most challenging at all

But it was the moment in time I truly found love

I had almost given up on life

I was this close to calling it quits

I had flirted with that blade, those pills… all of it.

This was the year I had finally accepted myself

And realized I was wrong to look for purpose in anyone else

This was the year I had finally chosen to be the man I’m still trying to be

This was the year I stopped searching cuz I had finally found me.