Have you ever had a day where you just cannot snap out of memories?
One thing can send you on a spiral of nostalgia???
My dreams, my thoughts, my every waking minutes have been filled with an overflow of memories today. Most of them bittersweet. The kind of things you don’t appreciate until their gone. Very important lessons, that you can never be told, but you have to learn yourself. That’s the hardest part.
Then there’s the WHAT IFs and the COULD’VE BEENs. Why do we do this to ourselves? Because the bottom line is that every experience good or bad, made you who you are today, right?
It’s say to say I’ve struggled, I’ve made it this far, but why, dear God, am I still wondering what the chances are. What I wouldn’t give for one more day, one more night.
Im not so sure. I so wish I could put this to bed.