Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens

In an imaginary world I see you next to me, holding my hand. Out with friends, having a good time hoping to see you when I turn my head, wishing you were here.

In an imaginary world I would not need to look for you, not need to fear a meeting, not knowing how I would feel or act, I would know how I would feel and act and you would be amazed by it.

In an imaginary world I would buy you a non-romantic gift and you would be excited by it, the stars in your eyes would light up with joy.

In an imaginary world we would travel never traveled roads, keeping each other company, trying every new path together, finding new ways to walk.

But imagination is a fiction in the mind, I can only hope reality will once give me a little taste of imagination.

In an imaginary world this would be a sweet love story, with small sunbursts from time to time.

© Elke T.B. Stevens. 2018