An Introspection

Sometimes  I go back in time, when you were a titillating sensation. When I was so lost in present , I could not think about consequences, which could be bright or dark or a mixture. I just loved the present. I liked you, I wanted you, I was missing you sitting right beside you.

I wanted to be in present, I wanted to follow my heart, without thinking of past and future.
The present moment was the only truth I knew. But then reality struck, an ugly painting of past, future and present. Or maybe reality was still present, but the virtual reality of past made my present gloomy. Maybe past overshadowed my present.

My heart was intertwined among past, present and future.
Today I realize present was always simple and beautiful. Thought of separating from the past, apprehensions of future made my present complex.

My present did not fit in my past and apprehensive future.

Past was gone, future was yet to come and I ruined my present.

Maybe the best I could have done was live a carefree present without apprehensions of future and guilt of past.

And again I am in the same cycle. Stuck with guilt of past and apprehensions of future, not living the present.