I'm a time traveling skitsophenic

Lost in a paradigm of loneliness

Jumping through portals in time

Searching for my soul mate

It's one in the morning

I haven't found a timeline I like

You keep running through my mind

Ive Skyped you called you

Emailed and used a rotary phone

To read your reply

Why do you only write

me when you're sad?

I'm in Canada somewhere in Toronto

Watching the snow fall

And couples skate at the rink

I only blinked for a second

I woke up on Venice beach

Riding a two seater bike

All by myself

I crashed in the sand

Before I could brush myself off

I finally get your email

I must of read it wrong

All it said was

why do you only write

Me when you're sad?

I've changed my face

Become known as many things

Still chasing a dystopian dream

Hoping to catch your eye

I've jumped so many timelines

To try and fix things

I know I can make them right

Oops I've made a new time ripple

With the power of enoch

in the palm of my hand

Why do I feel as if

I'm running out of time

This time I'll change your mind

One more jump will

Make you mine again

Before I could go for another spin

You finally facetimed me

All you wanted to know was

Why do you only write

When you're sad?