Future is filled with endless possibilities,
But my silly heart is fond of dwelling on the memories,
want to relive every moment back again,
Despite knowing that it wouldn’t last.
If I could live my life again,
My heart wouldn’t let me change a thing,
Some things might again end up hurting me,
But I wouldn’t change a thing,
Though I didn’t reach the desired destination,
in the journey I felt so glad that I want to rejoice all the good time I had.
Dwelling on the past can only lead us to never ending loop of I-should-have-done-something-different thinking. But it is really difficult to control our stubborn mind. Isn’t it?