By Damali of Kyanjja, Africa.
If I could turn back the hands of time, I would choose you.
You were the one.
But in so many ways, I am glad that time cannot be turned back.
That the second hand forces the minute hand forward and the hours turn into a different future.
I am glad I cannot turn back time because you would have been a different kind of future.
A future I am now not willing to explore.
It is true, I would not know if things would have turned out different – say, in a good way,
But I am glad that I am here, right now with a different present;
And the hour hand brings with it a different future…
The kind I am not having the opportunity to regret.
What if we could turn back the hands of time?
I say, no. Please don’t.
There is something here, and now.
No. Not something. Rather, someone.
I am here, with you – well, them – and they are now.
I choose now, on any day.
And if I could turn back the hands of time,
I would still choose now.
Now is just about as beautiful as it gets.
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