Saturday, March 28, 2009
Feeling a gust of old feelings welling up in my chest.
Perhaps I'm just tired. I can't help but feel as though something is welling up in me. I can't explain it, neither can I deny it. And the feelings' so strong it overwhelms me. The past seems to be coming back to me again and again. Like an old friend. Not that I dislike it. But I just don't understand why I keep feeling the same way whenever I remember them. It's been quite long. Supposedly so distant. And yet it lingers near, nearer than even the thought of yesterday.
What's past I'll have to let go. I can't hold on to them forever. They'll be in memory. A distant one. Packed and stored. Shouldn't be left in active thoughts. It should be a thing of the past. Not the present. Not the future. Stop littering my future with thoughts of the past.
Stop messing with my thoughts.
Perhaps I'm really tired. Just really tired.
i was with you @ 10:52 pm
