A Beautiful Story.

New chapters are being written

I want to go back to the old

I'm reading the past

not watching the present unfold

not caring what the future holds

I'm turning the pages backwards

Longing for the pages to come back to life

Trying to recreate them 

But they'll never be the same. 

I'm looking from the outside

Standing alone in the pages.

Crying cause things will never be this way again

And I wish my tears could wash away this part

I wish I could change this page

I wish I didn't give up here

I wish I never met you there

I wish I had ran away

I wish I had stayed. 

What if I had never quit dancing,

skating, painting, learning,

playing the piano.

Would I have been the next 

Da Vinci, Yuna Kim,

Chopin? 

It's too late to start again.

I wish I could rewrite these pages. 

Around me a little girl wakes up

She looks up at the stars

And wishes that time will go by fast

She can't wait to get her license 

to have her first kiss

to go to college

to have the freedom to make her own choices 

to become a woman. 

Did I appreciate these things? 

It all happened so fast.

I tell her that these things will happen soon

Not always in the way she expects

sometimes disappointing

but at times better than she imagines 

all these things will happen 

it'll happen soon.

One last wish I make

to surrender to the one who writes these pages

trusting that as I live out each chapter 

in all it'll be a beautiful story.