I wish we could trace back time.

Back to where we didn't know anything about each other,

except for what we had heard.
Where I had misunderstood perceptions of who you were.

Where you were a mystery just waiting to be solved.

Where I didn't know a thing about you, and you didn't know a thing about me.

I wish we could back to the very day we first spoke,

and neither of us knew what we had coming.

I wish we could re-do all of our firsts,

and re-live our adrenaline-filled adventures,
and our first real, deep talks- not about us together, but about each other, seperately.

About our history, our frears, our desires and hopes.

I wish we could go back to the time where you didn't mean anything to me.

or I to you.

I wish I could go back to not knowing you at all,

for the sole purpose of figuring you out and getting to know you

all over again.

I wish I could replay all of those times over and over again.

And not just in my head.

I wish we could start over.