Dear Past,

Dear Past, 

I saw you in my dream last night.

I was walking down an empty street

when I heard a noise and looked behind me,

there you were, smiling. 

Though you've aged, 

you appeared clear as day. 

It's always the same, 

I have a hard time letting you fade. 

The longer I stared at you, 

the more memories came back. 

And that was it, 

you made your attack.

I couldn't break my gaze.

Remembering all our days.

Most of the time you were ugly and flawed 

but sometimes you were beautiful 

and as I looked at you behind me 

you seemed somewhere in between. 

I tried to think of Future

because that's who is important now

but you won't let me look away 

you won't let me forget your pain. 

I kept on staring 

and I remember all the things you taught me

and you kept glaring 

because with Future, I use the knowledge you gave me

When I woke up 

to see Future in front of me

I was relieved but I still 

heard your faint footsteps behind me 

on that empty street 

in my dream. 

Love, 

Kensie