One minute back. That's all it would take. To go back just a minute. Yes, a minute would be enough. Enough to stop himself from chasing the one he thought he loved. Enough to realize the mistake he thought was true. A minute to stop his eyes from locking with deep brown orbs. To stop his fingers from entangling themselves in chestnut colored locks. To stop his lips from trailing kisses on pale skin. Just a minute. That's all it would take. Go back, and never say those words that had been trapped in the deepest corners of his soul. Not to take that extra step when he wakes up in the morning. Not to look back when they call his name. It was all so simple. A moment that could have been prevented. Avoided. If he had the chance though, would he? Would he take it all back? Would he risk it all for that, one minute back.