As days turn into years

I finally get it. I know what made things the way it is. I see why, I understand how, I know a little more now. I'm not pointing fingers and I've learnt to accept - I like things the way they were, for that short while, although some days were tough, I liked it.

It's just another one of those days where my mind wanders far and takes me to places I don't want to go.