Last night I traveled through time,

Went to the future & the past afar,

Visited Da Vinci, Bhagat Singh,

And the inventor of the car.



Then I had a thought,

Something of contrast,

We’ve committed our future,

So why not our past?

I took junior me,

And flew to junior you,

On my way, I told him

Stories about our love, true.



Cute things we did together,

Clockwork at midnight,

Our date at the beach,

Supposed love at first sight.



He was so **** excited,

I could see it in his eyes,

Then I told him what I did wrong,

All my faults, All my lies.



He said I was stupid,

And he’ll do it better,

Each day he’ll love you,

And write you a lovely letter.



I told him about your past,

Or at the time, your future,

He said he’ll care,

And with care he’ll nurture,



I then told him about me,

What scarred me before,

He told me not to worry,

Cause I’ll have you, unlike afore.



We reached your town,

Was early in the morn,

Bought you gajras you love,

For your hair, for you to adorn.



The junior me, held a rose,

In front of you it stood,

He looked at your luscious hair,

But didn’t feel a thing he should.



How is it that this happened?

Why didn’t your eyes shine?

Where is that sparkle,

Which I so dearly called mine?

I came back to the present,

Straight from there to you,

Looked right into your eyes

Ah! the sparkle, the hue!



It’s here, I said.

Where else my love, you asked.

I thought I had lost it, I said.



I had missed it dearly, I said,

But where had it gone, you asked.

It wasn’t in our past, I said.



You smiled at me,

and I knew exactly where it was.