Relive.

I sit here in the present, out of my own mind. Stuck in the past trying to relive moments that will never again happen. I see it now, like all the rain was gone. I can feel her touch, hear her laughter, and sense her heart synced with mine. On top of the heap, I feel so happy and free. Then the heap falls down like thunder rolling across the plains. I come back from where I used to be, to where I am. I return from my pondering and begin to understand why "Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. But today is a gift, and that is why it's called the present."