I yearn to rewind and secure my past,
Diminish the pain, make it the last.
I long for gentler wounds to bear,
Regretting the moments when I didn\'t care.
The distant sight of you, a haunting scene,
I wish I hadn\'t waved my hand so keen.
A wish to undo my foolish ways,
And erase the memory of love\'s misplays.
Oh, to be the version I used to know,
Shielded from the arrows of Cupid\'s bow.
Yearning for the strength not to crack,
To reshape the narrative and take life back.
Boldness desired, warmth to unfold,
In the icy grasp, a tale untold.
Yearning for a self, that\'s more intact,
No longer burdened by the desire to retract.
If only I could alter the hands of time,
Write a different rhythm, create a different rhyme.
To embrace the present with courage untold,
No more yearning for a past grown cold.