Turn back time. Please.
In a desperate attempt to turn back time, I tried something that was close to what could be time travel. While this may trigger some of you, I do not mean actually cutting through space and time to reverse the clock. No. Instead I tried having a dish that I used to make almost everyday a few years back. I thought maybe that would make me feel like I’m somewhere back there.
You know how certain smells or when you look at certain objects- you get this weird feeling of nostalgia. Yes. I was going for that. But apparently even that is failing me. My noodles took me nowhere. It made me feel nothing close to nostalgic. I felt devastated because that was my only hope left. I was a fricking tome bomb at this point, waiting for someone to pull the damn trigger. It’s not like I cannot do it on my own. I just know that will be the most troublesome thing I can ever do to the people who love me. And I do not need to be the reason shit go down in anyone’s life anymore.
But when life pulls the trigger on its own, I’ll leave without complaints. If life could ever take me back- I’ll go in an instant. And if life could freeze forever- there’s a time I would go back to. There is a time I never wanted to leave. And if I could, l’d stay there frozen for all of eternity- without complaints.
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