The past has been in the present lately. Many people have been on my mind. There is no way some of them can be present yet they are. They’re right here with me. Like it or not. They are in my thoughts. They are in my dreams. Some are even in my wishes.
I don’t know why I can’t not think about them. I try. Believe me. It’s a bunch of mixed emotions when I think about them. I love them but don’t want to think about them. I know that is weird. But thinking about them hurts my heart.
Some of these people who are gone from my life are gone through no fault. Others are gone because of fault. I look back and sigh. I give them all, living and dead, much love. And then I push them out of my mind. (Until they creep back in.)