The past and future are thoughts, just thoughts

All of them just thoughts.

 

They are not my reality

Maybe they were based on reality in the beginning

 

But they are not it.

Now is it.

 

Now is his eyes,

Now is his hands, his smile.

 

Now is all there is

There are no thoughts to debate

 

No thoughts to mar this reality

No shoulds or shouldn’ts

 

Just him and me are all that exist,

Just now.