Only the time traveler who fell in love with his past is truly present
He glances at things he has already seen
and stands on steps he has already walked
Without the anxiety roar in the background of his thoughts
He learns to truly live each moment

He is an actor who has read the script
and knows each word you will say to him
You can't truly hurt him
You can't truly love him
He stands like a hologram you can touch
like a passenger in a human body
Without the terror of alternate endings.

He starts to notice the unnoticed
the exact angle of the sun that enters your bedroom each season
your smell on his clothes whenever you wear them
the tiny waves your breath makes when you drink coffee with him

He knows that life is only lived during a tragedy or in anticipation of one
So when it's time he will know
He will embrace you and he will cry with you

The time-traveler who fell in love with his past breathes in one reality.
He embraces the simplicity of his dead ends
He loves one person and he lives one life
He relives his misfortunes and feels grateful
Despite knowing the end
He awaits the next chapter

© ceazar