Let go

With such immense earnestness,
I hold on to the moments,
When they are but fleeting,
How hard i try to capture,
They remain but a memory act,
I stage-play them in my head,
over and over and over again
but never am I the person,
to whom it all once happened.
I must and just must let go.
Not mourn of what is not,
But Be the moment that is.

PS: Had been wanting to put down this piece of thought since some time now.