She was a Human Time Machine.
Optimism and nostalgia sat deep within her heart.
And I could relate….
….Seeing the sad times shackled to my feet and hope in my future at arms reach.
Little care of the now. My mind drifts between the past and the future. Not the here and the now.
And as my thoughts pace forward and back, I wish they would get caught inbetween.
But as I acknowledging the lessons in my past, my soul glances forward with the belief. That I was destined for something.
Something the present won’t allow.
Written by S.K.Jackson