There is a feeling fleeting away from my fingertips I have been attempting to catch since childhood.
An image stuck in my head I have not been able to communicate.
A scent permanently invading my senses I have never been able to locate.
Oftentimes, I find myself reliving small moments I have no recollection of.
The brush of the cold air on my cheeks strangely ignites nostalgia.
The smell of pine trees; longing.
Nostalgia and longing are constant themes in my head, I often have to remind myself to stay grounded in the present.
How can I yearn for something I do not remember?
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