lovesmilewrite

I live in the future, and the past. For some reason I can't keep myself in the present. 

People always say to just be in the here and now, but the thing is that my mind can make everything golden. 

When it was happening, that hike to see the sunrise was exhausting and I felt sick to my stomach. 

Now all I remember is the gentle light of the sun peaking out from the black silhouette of the mountains. 

So why live the present when I can live in my romanticized past?

Don't forget the future. While I'm sitting in math class, copying notes like a machine, my mind is two years ahead. See there, I'm sitting on the beach painting a group of smiles I haven't met yet.

So why live in the present when I can live within the safety of my perfect future?

There is a purpose for the present though. It is the fabric for the outfits of our future, and the ingredients to the flavors of the past. Without the present we wouldn't have any concept of time.