Fearful that today..

Why do I linger in the past?
So absorbed in moments that are long gone,
wishing that today was like yesterday?

I am living with fear.
Fearful that today will lack:

love,
joy,
fun,
excitement.

With this fear,
I lose everything that I'm afraid of losing.

So, why do I linger in the past?
Because I'm not brave anymore.