And those moments when your mind wants to jump back to a time left far behind. When your heart wants to feel a feeling not felt in ages. Those moments in the past with the most beautiful of smiles, the most velvety of voices and the most comforting of places.
Sometimes we leave people behind on purpose. People we love. People we cherish. People who are irreplaceable. We leave them behind in an act of faith. Faith in our futures. Knowing well enough that we are pushing them into our pasts. And the past is a thing gone. And that they will never happen to us again. They, who were the ‘one and only’. We will move ahead with many ‘less than the best’ things, places and people. Coz the best was probably never meant to be. The best was meant to leave us. Leaving a pang in our hearts. A prick that will always remind us that there is something better out there. As an inspiration to our words and as a motivation to our works. Never leaving us alone. Never moving into our pasts. Always reminding us that the ‘best’ will never ever be. They will remain. Out there somewhere. And as this constant ache they will live on. Forever our ‘presents’.