A part of me wishes that time would stop in all of the happy moments. 

That feelings could remain stagnant.

A part of me wishes that decisions could be unmade. 

That we could go back in time when we realized we didn’t get the outcome that we deserved. 

A part of me wishes that we could revisit moments that were taken for granted. 

That we could snap a few extra pictures in our minds. 

A part of me wishes that fearing the unknown was of no concern. 

That uncertainty could become fuel to the fire instead of making us pump our brakes. 

All of me wishes that leaps of faith didn’t have to be jumps over canyons. 

That we could see the other side before propelling ourselves into the air. 

All of me wishes that life was easier. 

But if it was, accomplishing the hard parts wouldn’t feel as rewarding.