It starts little by little, every piece adding to the one before, vaguely yet profoundly, the aura around me summons my past and oozes it in the atmosphere surrounding me .
i feel numb yet subtle, unconscious yet awake.
The universal truth of can’t having those halcyon days back brings misery to my mind, my heart palpitates.
I often get this feeling rather go through this phase of feeling my feelings when, suddenly, i stand in my present but something triggers me to nostalgia.
This ambiguous behaviour of mind is something i cant control, i cant get rid of.
Living those days as memories brings immense skips to my heart and all in that moment i feel unwell, tears start convening over my lids waiting for a go to flow in streams down my cheeks.
However, i try to juggle up my emotions and try to bring stability right away but still there are things which I wish could come back to me once again l.