If I had a time machine. (digt)

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Når men her er den så ^^

If I had a time machine, what would I do?
Many grains of sand of the hourglass would pass by.
I wouldn't know what to do with it.
I could of course relive the dreams of childhood.
Maybe meet some dinosaurs or two.
Maybe see a princess of the middle-age
just to see if my childhood's fairy tales were true.

I could prevent the murder of JFK,
I could maybe take a bunch of lifesaving vaccines
and help all the Indians who were killed by European diseases.
I could stop Chernobyl from being one of the world's disasters.
So many things and still if I have to follow my heart,
these dreams aren't the dreams of my heart.

I could take the time machine and relive the past.
Where my heart was in the springtime of love
and wasn't frozen in the winter of trapness.
I could hear the loving voice.
I could feel your careful touch
and I could relive the pain again.
Maybe I would have prevented it instead.

But no that is not what I want to do with the time machine.
Past is the past and it has learned me something
blissfulness never could have done.
It learned me the pain,
It learned me the backside of the coin of love.

Taking back in time won't break the ice of the winter.
It wouldn't remove the scars of my longing soul.
It would only turn me into a arrogant monster,
who would forced the one of my life to be with me.
Would it be true even if he didn't know it?
No it wouldn't because love are from the heart
and a black heart of greediness can't give love.

So instead of moving backwards
maybe I could move forward.
To the time where a attention-needing baby rests in my arms.
And where ever I look, I see the lover of my life.
I would feel him strongly loving me
just as a man should do with a woman.

Because the waiting time is awful.
No rest from the coldness of the winter.
Always freezing, never resting.
Please just take me forward in time where I can sleep
without keep dreaming about you.

I could be free as a butterfly in the spring of love.
I could be what ever I'm suppose to be.
I could live in the blissful happiness in this god forsaken world
I could.. Never mind, I'm not doing it.

Even though I miss the spring of love, I really really do.
It wouldn't be true either because you cannot cheat in life.
And if you do, you would only be cheating yourself.
So instead of trying to stop my lusts,
So instead of trying to jump forward in time
by letting the time go faster.
I would sit here quietly and watch the clouds passing by
and feel the depth of my love in my chest
because what would life be if I missed my time of waiting and the love?