A Journey Into Yesterday’s Nightmare to Change Fate
If time were a gift
I would open it like the Christmas kind
with smiles, laughter, and joy
but still, I would make a wish, as if Santa would answer,
I would wish to change something
Perhaps my siblings' fate
I would tell her young self to love less
I would be a bit rude to her, so that
she may learn that love is not of existence
I would erase the word love from
her completely
and maybe then, when I come back, she wouldn't be fooled by it
by its wrapped, faded beauty
and somehow we could still be friends
and I could still call her sister
and maybe she will learn from her memories
that even hurt can be for the better.
For as long as her breath brushes my ear like a breeze,
for as long as she is alive, her existence will forever be the greatest gift.
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