And if I could stop time, I’d have done it a million times by now.
There’s just so many moments I wish I could change.
“So,” I said, while you looked at me. I wanted to fill this horrible silence. It consumed me, kind of like you did – but it was beautiful. I didn’t want it to be filled, I was happy just being there, your attention all mine. For once.
“So,” he said, words following mine after the intense, brief moment.
“I…,” I didn’t know where my words were going.
“I know.” He didn’t know. Unless he was a mind-reader, he didn’t know, of course he didn’t. He couldn’t. It would be…life ending.
“You don’t!” I say. My words were accusing, I felt bad, it was too harsh.
“I do,” he said, “there’s no other explanation.”
So that’s when I decided to freeze this frame. Stop him mid-sentence, and I could run away. But the thing with time travel is that people …show more content…
It was beautiful, but I couldn’t waste my time being in love with someone with the power to destroy me.
“I knew…I don’t know,” he said, “it occurred to me in a dream, I think. That one second you’re there, and then you’re not. And then – then you’re back, and…I thought it was a metaphor, or something. Some crazy dream type shit, but…it’s like I knew that – that’s reality. And you’re…special, maybe. God, I still think I’m mad.” His voice was trailing off, like he sounded disappointed in himself.
“Au contraire,” I say, with a slight smile. The moment we were in…it was unreal, but like he said, reality. I had to enjoy it – the weight of this time loop I was stuck in was off my shoulders. “You’re not crazy. The only ones I can share this...blessing with it those who realize it too. Congratulations.”
“I’ve got so many questions,” he said. I noticed how he looked at me, and I wanted to stop time so I could remember it forever. It was like I was a masterpiece, something to be gazed at forever like a painting or the stars. “Like…why
There’s just so many moments I wish I could change.
“So,” I said, while you looked at me. I wanted to fill this horrible silence. It consumed me, kind of like you did – but it was beautiful. I didn’t want it to be filled, I was happy just being there, your attention all mine. For once.
“So,” he said, words following mine after the intense, brief moment.
“I…,” I didn’t know where my words were going.
“I know.” He didn’t know. Unless he was a mind-reader, he didn’t know, of course he didn’t. He couldn’t. It would be…life ending.
“You don’t!” I say. My words were accusing, I felt bad, it was too harsh.
“I do,” he said, “there’s no other explanation.”
So that’s when I decided to freeze this frame. Stop him mid-sentence, and I could run away. But the thing with time travel is that people …show more content…
It was beautiful, but I couldn’t waste my time being in love with someone with the power to destroy me.
“I knew…I don’t know,” he said, “it occurred to me in a dream, I think. That one second you’re there, and then you’re not. And then – then you’re back, and…I thought it was a metaphor, or something. Some crazy dream type shit, but…it’s like I knew that – that’s reality. And you’re…special, maybe. God, I still think I’m mad.” His voice was trailing off, like he sounded disappointed in himself.
“Au contraire,” I say, with a slight smile. The moment we were in…it was unreal, but like he said, reality. I had to enjoy it – the weight of this time loop I was stuck in was off my shoulders. “You’re not crazy. The only ones I can share this...blessing with it those who realize it too. Congratulations.”
“I’ve got so many questions,” he said. I noticed how he looked at me, and I wanted to stop time so I could remember it forever. It was like I was a masterpiece, something to be gazed at forever like a painting or the stars. “Like…why