If I became the magician
and was given the chance
to spin back time
I would go to that moment
and tell you
what was in my heart.
I would give you the chance
to tell me what was in yours
and allow you the space
to release your truth.
But the sad reality is
I can’t go back.
You can’t go back.
We can’t go back.
The hourglass has been flipped
the sands run out
just like our time together.
I know it’s over
but those memories
will always haunt me.
At least through the pain
it taught me,
to appreciate each moment
and to always share
what's weighing on my heart.
For you only get
one shot
in this life.
A lesson,
I did indeed
come to learn,
but maybe just
a few moments
too late.
About the Creator
Danielle Gibson
Writer.Poet.Storyteller.
Check out more of my writings on Medium, History Through the Lens, and Chaos and Art.
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