So often, I pause and notice how time flies by; I mark all my memories, my days, basically my life on some sort of timeline. For instance, a year ago I was writing the last of my Finance exams, or a year ago I was excited for a trip to Miami, or the fact that summer wouldn't be a summer. In this insurmountable amount of time so much has changed, or perhaps so little; my heart stays wrapped up in the past.

Time is so significant to me, yet I can't make it stop, fast forward, pause or just play...

So soon I'll get to experience a real summer, but I wonder if my memories will just revert back to....you?