I travelled through time and space
to the spot in the future
where we had fallen in love.
I dashed up to our apartment,
climbed up trees and posts,
just to get myself to you.
But when I finally got there,
eager to press my lips against yours,
you recoiled away from me.
You said I wasn't myself,
replaced by a desperate imposter,
a lover who couldn't name your
birthday.
Defeated, I returned to my time,
long before our love flourished,
accepting that I had to wait.
I dreamed of bending time and space,
skipping ahead to the life I wanted,
but the person I was today
has no place in that future.
-Zero
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