Sometimes,
I day dream.
Usually about past memories.
I tend to get lost in them.
I just can't help it.
Sometimes,
that can be embarrassing.
Especially when I get a goofy grin on my face in the middle of campus,
or a slight cringe of embarrassment when I remember something I wish I could forget.
I love memories.
Sometimes,
a place can hold too many memories.
Everywhere you look the past flashes before your eyes.
This can be good or bad, dependent on the situation at hand.
Sometimes,
the memories make me smile and feel lucky to hold it in my heart.
Sometimes,
the memories make me wish I could go back and relive every wonderful moment.
Sometimes,
the memories make me realize how happy I am with the present.
But most of all,
the memories make me miss the people who are part of my story, but haven't been seen in a while.
They make me wish things were different, and that things always work out the way we want them too.
That would make life too easy.
I like a little challenge,
so bring it on universe.
Memories are lovely, but don't get stuck watching the past because chances are you're missing out on the present.
