go of the past again as I stubble a pond some old notes.
And for a second it feels as if I’m back in that moment and for a second I feel those emotions again.
And soon the note is falling to the ground and I don’t want to pick up again.
But I do and soon it is ripped up and is now in pieces and as I place them all in the trash.
It feels like I’ve been thrown back into the present and I’m feeling good for I know what’s in the past can’t get to me anymore.
For in the present I am and there is no going back for those moments have expired.
I have no desire to think of what if’s for I have moved forward in my life and where there used to be no answers and just questions.
Is now I have answers and still questions to ask but the peace that I longed for is more present than before.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2015 By Deirdre Stokes