Future Inventor of the time machin





I am sitting here with my hands push against my head
The clock it ticking and hours fade away
I can’t stop thinking about you, about what could have been.
About the way you made my head spin, made my heart skip a beat
But I killed the butterflies by telling us two all sorts of lies.
About how we could never be for eternity just you and me.
So I did you wrong by ignoring something that felt so strong.
And now I am trying to figure out how to build a time machine
So that I can go back to the moment where we first met.
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