Divorce Journal Entry #7

7:01 pm

My time machine
would have no limits to its usage.
It would thrust me into the past
to remove all
stains,
heartache,
depression,
fights,
poor judgment,
stress.
It would provide me with the opportunity
to fill it with
more gut-wrenching laughter,
passionate kisses,
unending closeness,
uncompromised praise.
But the truth is I have no such machine.
Instead I must
praise,
adore,
respect,
cherish,
console
from this day forward.
I desire to learn from the
emotional distance,
passionate void,
missed opportunities,
poor judgment
and become a man of
impeccable character,
sound judgment,
passion,
trust.
This only I can do because I have no such machine.