Remnants of my past should just lie abandoned in the dust

Everything that is yearning to be discarded has already been entirely consumed with obsession. But why? There are scenarios in my head that play itself over on repeat, scenarios that should be forgotten. The things I want to rid of from my thoughts just keep reeling at the back of my mind like a movie, every detail, in perfect. It just makes me feel so damned and has confusion knocking on my door all over again. It makes no sense to me just how much the past can play with my train of thought when all I want to do is live a worthy present. I never asked for any of this to return