viewing life from a rear-view mirror

something is ticking.

ticking.

i don't know when to let go.

live and let live.

or so they say.

happiness becomes me.

but i hold onto the past.

it's my m.o.

viewing life from a rear-view mirror.

but in hindsight.

it should all be forgotten.

or at the very least.

appreciated and possibly memorialized.

then put to rest.

completely.

never to be relived again.