Chrononaut's Conundrum : Temporal Longings

And so, I muse upon the mysteries
Of time and space, and how they intertwine.
For if a time machine were mine,
I'd journey back to those days of youth,
And relive the memories, still so full
Of joy and energy, and friendship divine.

But alas, such technology doth not exist,
And I am left to ponder on the past,
And all that I have learned, and all that's missed.
For though my thoughts do oft' long for those days,
I know that life goes on, and new memories
Will be made, and new friendships will be kissed.

And so, I turn my thoughts to time and space,
And ponder on the nature of reality.
For if the past can be changed, what of morality?
And what of fate, and destiny's malleability?
These questions do oft' keep me up at night,
As I long for answers, and seek certainty.

But perhaps, it is not for us to know
The secrets of the universe, and time's flow.
Perhaps, it is best to simply let it go,
And live in the present, and make the most
Of every moment, and every opportunity.
For though my thoughts do oft' long for those days,
I know that life is meant to be lived fully.

And so, I take solace in the beauty
Of the world around me, and the wonders it holds.
For though I cannot travel back in time,
I can still find joy in the present, and in the future.
For though my thoughts do oft' long for those days,
I know that life is a journey, and not a destination to be reached.

And so, I continue on, and make the most
Of every moment, and every opportunity.
For though my thoughts do oft' long for those days,
I know that life is meant to be lived fully.
And though I may not have a time machine,
I will make new memories, and friendships divine.

For in the end, it is not the past,
But the present, and the future, that truly matters.
And though my thoughts do oft' long for those days,
I know that life goes on, and new memories will be made.
Thus, I embrace the mystery of time,
And live in the present, making the most of every opportunity.

And so, I ponder on the mysteries of time,
As my thoughts do oft' long for those days,
And I seek answers to the questions that arise.
But ultimately, I know that life goes on,
And though I cannot change the past,
I can still make the most of every opportunity.

For though my thoughts do oft' long for those days,
I know that life is a journey, and not a destination to be reached.
And though I may not have a time machine,
I will make new memories, and friendships divine.
For in the end, it is not the past,
But the present, and the future, that truly matters.