everyone describes nostalgia as a soft, warm, yearning feeling of missing something/someone. the older i get, the more nostalgia seems to be a cruel reminder rather than a bouquet of fond memories.
now it’s all just a bundle of moments fogged by time. dated and filed away - lost and unreachable.
blurry neon lights, the smell of the ocean, pulsing music, beer bottles and empty glasses, voices getting lost in the cigarette smoke and i can hardly see it anymore.
will i ever get to go back?
will i ever feel like that again?
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