Even the slightest smell
Can bring back a wave of memories
Good
Or bad
Its all the same
Its all in the past
You can sometimesfind yourself
Livng more in the past
Then the present
You think about what you couldve done
What you shouldve done
But your not realizing
Realizing that the past is just a dream
A repetitive soundtrack that plays over
And over
And over
Haunting or exciting you
Doesn't matter
Your still living it
Blocking reality like its just a lie
But I've come to notice something
That the more time to you spend in the past
The less time you have to enjoy the little things
To laugh
To play
To love
To live
So why don't we all treat the past like it actually is
Memories