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you've become so dependant on the past
it never changes, never leaves you
it will always be there; you can always count on it
you look to it for comfort
false comfort
you play a game of make believe
how can one
become so dependant on the one thing that
never changes,
the one thing they miss the most,
they begin to to feed off of it
to live in it
to love it?
it is the only love they know of
and it becomes their world
their everything
the present does not exist
and the future is just an idea
but the past...it is real
it's all so misleading
how can the past bring you comfort?
the bad memories haunt you
and you want to forget
the good memories make you happy
but you'll never get them back
something so fragile
so intangible and sure
should not be trusted
living in the past leads to sleepless nights
meaningless days
constant desire
for something you can never achieve
constant desire
for happiness