#WritcoPoemPrompt116
All was just merely coincidence,
Mismatching the present for the past,
Believed it was related to past-life experience,
Hope that the next day wouldn't be the last.

Everything felt related, the past to the present,
Something I won't deny or confess to.
If it were merely a coincidence,
Why did everything feel so real and true?

Why were our memories so within reach,
Just a peck with my hand and it's gone.
Yet as I turn my back,
The memories return within reach again.

The moment I decide; It's time to move on,
You resurface and I have to keep believing that it's a past life experience who doesn't seem to have an end.
Past is the past ,
And that is something I want to move on from.
I want to live in the present, and not relate to past life experiences again.

Caught between the past and the present,
The echoes of memories haunt me still.
I yearn for closure, a break from this cycle,
To forge a new path, embrace the now, and find my will.

Reliving those past-life memories,
I can't keep doing this, I need to take my final bow.
To move on, to live in the present,
And find peace in the person I am, here and now.
© coleyyy