Romanticizing The Past

It's funny how easily being away from someone can remind you of all the good times. But it's interesting how it seems to leave out the bad.

It's like your mind sifts through all the bullshit and files that under "not as important as the good stuff" and you forget that the bad stuff is the reason why they're in your past and not your present.

I'm finding myself reminiscing and romanticizing loves lost, and I have to catch myself before I begin thinking that everything was so perfect. Truth is, those relationships had severe nicks and scratches that couldn't be buffed out. But I've found it funny how all I can seem to think about is the good, the romantic and the beautiful times.

Everything else pales in comparison. Everything else just... isn't as easy to remember.

So thinking back, my first boyfriend may have been extremely romantic - but he was also easy to give up on us and find someone new. Regardless of still being admittedly in love with me.

Then others: handsome but not understanding, funny but insecure and disrespectful... overtly romantic but physically abusive.

How can these things make their way to the back of the line?
Each time they cross my mind I have to make a conscious effort to recall the "other stuff" too.

Otherwise I'll get caught daydreaming listlessly about someone I was totally and completely wrong for.

Hopefully I can remember these things easier next time my mind begins to wander and I start doing that stupid smiling-to-myself thing that I have such a tendency to do.