Time (travel)

If I had a time machine, I'd go back and correct things; I've never done well with change. I would whisper secrets in the ears of the little past me, prodding and poking in directions I wouldn't have gone before. You and I probably would never have met, you know. I wouldn't have been crying in that corner because I broke up with my boyfriend. But we would have been okay, you and I. We would be static. I might even miss you, even though I didn't know. Things might have been strange, if I had a time machine. But even without, I'm happy with our uncorrected mistakes.