Wednesday, September 21, 2011

The Petals Fall Through Time















This time, the time machine took me back to the right place.

This time, I ran outside and and nearly grabbed myself before I walked out that door to kiss you for the first time.

But this time, another me stopped me, before I could stop me, and said

"The only thing worse than missing someone, is wondering what there was to miss."

This time, I sat down with me, and we drank and we spoke about how different things could've been. For me. And for me.

Later, I still kissed you for the first time. This time.

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