Would You?

Would You?
Too many times to count, I just feel like submerging myself in the memories you gave me. I think they call it nostalgia. I want to see if I can feel that moment that I felt the first time. Sometimes I try and immerse myself in it more the second time around.

For someone who likes to live in the moment, I left a lot of feeling on the table.

You make me glad I have all five senses.

If I try hard, I can see you sitting there, laughing at my corny jokes. I tried hard when I could, I really did. It worked most of the time. My batting average was through the roof. I can’t imagine dealing with me. You did that. Dealt with all of it too.

You know that famous hypothetical? The one that asks if you had a time machine would you use it to go back in time and change something?

I’m not sure I’d change much of what happened, but I’d go back just to take a picture of it and print it.

I wouldn’t keep it in my wallet or anything corny like that. I’d keep it in a box. Just to look at it when I want to feel something again.

You see, I’ve felt a lot these past few years.

It’s like waves hitting me at the beach when I was young. I’d almost get the feeling I was drowning every time.

Now I’m not as young, but I still look forward to that wave hitting me as hard as it could.

Would you drown with me for just a little?

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