All my life I've fretted about the movie ending, the company leaving, going home from the fair. Yeah. How do you make the love stay?
Anxiety will give depression a run for its money any day. Don't those wise ones say something about anxiety being about living in the future and depression being about living in the past. Some of us spend too much time with the covers pulled over our heads, avoiding the future, trying to forget about the past.
Here's to now. Right now. Oh, and love. I guess love connects the past with the present. I just need to remind myself that it passes right through now.
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