Remembering

Seeing your face every time I close my eyes. Every dream I dream is of you. Wanting you near me, knowing I can't have you. Knowing your life is with someone else now, as so is mine. Knowing that we belong together, knowing in my mind, my heart, and my soul. Thoughts of you racing through my mind, my heart beats faster and faster. Can't catch my breath. Remembering, remembering the last words you said to me. Remembering the words,"I'll get you back, you will be mine." Waiting, hoping, praying its not too late. Why do we remember, remember the past? It doesn't help the future, it confuses the future. If that is so, why am I so happy remembering the past and yet so sad, living the future?