I was cleaning up my desk and found a bunch of old photos. I pushed them right back under all the other stuff. Not now. Not today. One day I will take these photos and will lay back on bed, looking at them for hours and thinking of the good old days. But not now. Not today.
As much as I want to live in the days past, I can’t. Life forces me to be here and now, and future is the only way to go that I know of. It takes every minute of my time.
Well, almost every minute. Sometimes I manage to steal a moment and go back in time, thinking of the days when I was alive, I was brave, I could feel, I could love… I try hard to keep my memories alive but I know it is a battle I have no chance of winning.
That’s just the way life is.