The Past, The Present And Future Of You And Me Poem by Lilian Chromious Eveson

The past, the present and the future
-Do they really matter?
A question that I have no answer to,
a fear I can never face.
Which was the one I prefer?
The past where there is an 'us'?
The present where you leave and I wait?
Or the future of being alone and waiting forever?
For the only happiness I felt before,
I already knew the answer,
but what will I do with it?
There is always joy lying in front of me,
I'm just afraid to look at it.
Since I fear that I may forget you,
how we smiled, how we laughed,
and dreamed of pleasant things,
because I know how it felt,
to be forgotten and casted away,
by the person who promised they never would.