I have daydreams where I’m some kind of mad scientist. Out of heartache and bitterness, I build a time machine and travel back with one goal: to warn my younger self—beg him to stay away from you. But I fail. I fall in love with you all over again, convincing myself that the pain you caused—will cause—hasn’t happened yet. But no matter what I change, every time I return to my present, all that awaits me are new ways you break my heart and leave.
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