Time Machine

“Love can tear you apart, and it can kill you. But at the same time, it can bring you back together."

I can't go back to yesterday-
I was a different person then.

But there's no reason to continue lying to myself.
I long to live through those moments.
One more laugh,
One more smile,
One more hug,
One more memory to spark the flame within me-
To keep me alive.

We all have our time machines.
Some take us back; they're called memories.
Some take us forward, and they're called dreams.

I can't skip to tomorrow-
I am not yet who I want to be.

But there's no reason to continue lying to myself.
I long to see what moments rest ahead.
One more laugh?
One more smile?
One more hug?
Perhaps that one more memory, that sparked a flame within me-
It kept me alive♥

I'm stuck in time.

My heart's desires are being forced to forget, and to wait.

You can't fast forward life, and
You can't turn back the hands of time.

Discovery.

"You have to leave the city of your comfort and go into the wilderness of your intuition. What you'll discover will be wonderful. What you'll discover is yourself."

A month ago I ran away.
I abandoned my friends.
I isolated myself from my family.
I separated myself from who I thought I was in love with.
I detached myself from my job.
I ran away, ran away from home.

Passion surrounded me.
Desire took over,
And longing captured my heart.
A dream deferred-
I wouldn't let it whither away,
Nor tear me apart.

I stood in Atlanta, aimlessly wandering around.
I had no purpose.
My mind was without understanding.
My veins lacked a pulse.
And my heart was without a heartbeat.
I was dead.

A broken heart holds little purpose.

I had left all the pieces of me behind.
There was only one thing left to do:
Fast forward, press play, and finally rewind.

Here I stand in Texas.
Sure enough I'm alive!
I now hold a purpose.
But this is no longer home.

This heartbeat, beats for all things different.

On this voyage, I've found what was here all along.
In the search for my heart's garden, I finally found my own.

A month ago, I ran away.

"If you don't get lost, you can never be found."

All these pieces, pieces of me that were gone-
I hold them in my hands, and I pray to be humble...
This time, nothing seems wrong.

What did I discover?
Oh, but many a things!

For years, I've been chasing after the wrong dream.
For years, I've been befriending the wrong friends.
For years, I've been loving the wrong person.
For years, I've been yearning for the wrong family.
For years, I've been working for the wrong job.
For years, I've been calling the wrong place home.

Not a second of this journey, did I ever walk alone-
How did I do it?
You carried me here!
You finally showed me home.