I wish someone could invent a time machine or a pill that could give you superpowers to time travel because I want to go back to that time, to that exact moment, when I was still in your arms embracing me so tight, whispering in my ear your greatest love confessions, and assuring me that I made the right decision of choosing to stay by your side.
I want to hear you say that you love me countless times. I want to hold your hand again and feel the connection we once had. I want to laugh again at your silly jokes and listen to your breathing as you fell asleep beside me. I want to kiss your lips again like it’s our last, to visit all the places we had gone, to celebrate all special occasions with you, and even go back to those days when we had arguments.
Yes, I am willing to exchange some days of my tomorrows just to go back to all yesterdays with you. However, everything that we had has come to an end. You chose a future without me. You got tired of us together. You made a decision to live like we hadn’t even know each other or like I never did play a role in your life. You have forgotten how we used to be. How happy we once were. You broke your promise of not letting me go.
I wish I could go back to that time. But sometimes wishes don’t come true.