I can think of countless arguments or depressive thoughts about my current boyfriend's past. And why? He can't change it. I can't change it. No one can change it. We're in the now. It's spilt milk. It's a disaster that cannot be erased. But I guess it's the consequences I fear the most. If it's been like that in the past, why not now? And it's these thoughts that causes a human being to become trapped, imprisoned in their own stupid thought dwelling mind. It's torcherous. Memory can be a beautiful thing if only it was selective.
Anyway, those that are busy dwelling on the past are busy not making a future for themselves...
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