Again

There are some things I do not wish to do
Returning to the past is one of them.
It's not that I desire to condemn
That past, or that back then when I passed through
I didn't like it, but rather that to
Return my life to its previous stem
Would pain me. My life now is such a gem
That I would hate to part with it - or you.
So do not make me tread those paths again,
Or feign to be once more what I was then;
Do not revisit what has gone before
In present aspects; I remember when
Things were much different, but want no encore:
I like the way life is now so much more.