Your Flawed Escape Plan

Mulling about it for so long you finally realize
that nostalgia is a double edged sword.
It's a comforting, yet destructive feeling.

Everything your mind has chosen to remember
gives you the ability to travel in the past
but you can only go one way; backwards.

Your recollection of memories are an escape,
an escape from what's in front of us.
An escape from our worries, troubles and heartache.

You are reliving the past.
Time doesn't stop,
it goes on without you.

You realise you are day dreaming again.
Time to stop dwelling in what was once,
no matter how tempting it is to return.

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