The “Perfect” Yesterday

We always long to the past..

To the old days..

To the memories.. 

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As if yesterday was perfect..

flawless.. 

painless.. 

hurtless…

harmless.. 

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We always have this perfect picture about yesterday..

The gone away..

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Even those we’ve lost along the journey..

we long to ‘em as passionately.. 

As if they were angels- from the skies.. 

With no mistakes.. 

Causing no hurts..

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Wake up !

Yesterday was painful, too..

Try to remember correctly..

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Everyone caused some hurt at some point, too..

Try to remember correctly..

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We chose to remember the good parts..

To forget about the bad..

To forget the hurt…

The pain..

the heartaches…

It’s always about your own imagination about yesterday..

About how you really wanted it to be.. 

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I’m really sorry to say this..

But..

There’s no such perfect..

There’s no such flawless moments..

There’s no utopia.

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We’re the ones who created this Utopia-like times..

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Actually, it’s always nice and comfy to have these sweet memories.. 

To smell the sweet fragrance of happiness.. 

To hear joy jumpin’ in inside of your heart.. 

To see love walkin’ in before your eyes..

To get nostalgic..

To smile whenever these sweets crossin’ in your mind.. 

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And, it’s always bad and gloomy..

To know that.. you only once had these kind of moments..

You only once lived and experienced this type happiness..

This type of joy and love..

To know that.. you’ve only lived once..

And this once was once upon a time..

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Wake up !

It was you who’ve created all of these sweets.. treats..  

The- Utopia like, long while ago... 

The- Utopia like, people who’ve gone, long ago.. 

It was you !

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Stop living in the past.. 

Un-chain yourself from it..

From the memories.. 

Set yourself free.. 

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Stop torturin’,

consumin’,

demandin’ on,

your emotions.. 

Stop longing to things..

That actually..

never ever had existed..

the way you remember ‘em..

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Forget about this fake perfect yesterday.. 

Forget about these fake perfect people.. 

Your yesterday was painful, too.. 

Your sweet memories had in between some sourish moments, too..

Just like the life your living right now.. 

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We’re the ones who control our own minds.. 

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Be the one in charge..

Control your head right.. 

Control your emotions right..

Don’t let ‘em play games on you..

Use your talents right..

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There’s no such perfect yesterday..

Today..

Or even.. Tomorrow.. 

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We create our own perfect.. 

Make the best out of what you have.