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Nostalgia for someone you've never met

For those who get nostalgic when they get reminded,

Of their comfort character.

Remember there's someone out there for you, who will treat you,

Just how they'd treat you. If you haven't found them,

Keep looking. There's no rush.<3

I sat on the back porch, listening to a random playlist on my phone. The moon was high in the sky, shining down and glistening on any reflective surface. The night was quiet except for the occasional chirp of the crickets. It was warm, due to it being summer, though the occasional chilling breeze that came through.

I tapped my fingers to the beat of the song as it ended. The next song came on, and I felt my earbuds being taken out, and my eyes being covered. I heard a familiar voice whisper in my ear "guess who"

I laughed, knowing instantly who it was, so I turned around, taking his hand off my face with a grin. "hey C/N"

"Hey Pigeon" he said, brushing his lips on my forehead. I closed my eyes, enjoying the moment. Opening my eyes, I found his staring into mine. And, oh, how beautiful they were. Those majestic e/c eyes, staring, and suddenly, I understood why people say "if their eyes were pools, I'd drown in them"

I've actually felt that way once. It was one of the best feelings in my life. I wish I could do it again :,)

"....What? Is there something on my face?" I ask, feeling my face for something that might be there. He laughs, taking my hands away, and holding them in his. Gods I could listen to him laugh all day. "No," he said, smiling, "I just wanted to stare at your adorable face for a minute"

I roll my eyes with a smile, wrapping his arms around me "whatever". He chuckled lightly, tightening his grip, kissing me again on the forehead. I sighed happily, letting myself relax in his arms, and we sat there enjoying the moment in silence.

I jolted upright, as I heard the next song come on. I looked around in confusion, wondering where he went, then remember....he's not real. I feel tears run down my face, as I take in the realization.

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I don't like the ending, but I'll fix it later. Please let me know how you liked it!

Originally, this was going to be a short story for a writing competition that my school was doing, but I didn't finish it in time. Oh well.

Fun fact, there's actually a word for getting nostalgia for something you've never experienced.

anemoia: Nostalgia for a time or place one has never known

I genuinely feel that a little too often. What about you guys? Anyways, don't forget to take care of yourselves! Eat at least 2 meals a day, drink plenty of water, and get at least 7 hours of sleep each night. See you all in the next chapter! Bye bye! Love you!<3