Bells of my past are ringing slowly
Somewhere at the back of my mind
And I recall two fading silhouettes
What I can give for time to rewind!
Oh! I am such an imperfect human
My memory is not so good you see
I remember them hidden in curtains
Not so clear, how I wish I could see!
Somewhere I hear echoing laughter
Erupting from two so carefree souls
And I feel light steps on those floors
That fill, in my memories, the holes
I can still inhale a long lost fragrance
Of withered pages and the dry roses
The sunlit alleys in that town library
Still try to reflect in as the door closes
I squint my eyes to look past shadows
To clear this haze covering my eyes
But I can't make out their lovely faces
As they span all the clouds and skies
My fingers rub this woolen sweater
That I'm still wearing after all years
I keep washing and wearing it again
To hold on to my memory that wears
A sweet-bitter taste rolls in my mouth
And in middle of this amnesia, I see
As I sit in the love seat by my window
You, me and two warm cups of coffee
Author's Note
'Nostalgia' just won Week 1 Award of August in a book club started by InfinityBookAwards . I am thankful to them for surprising me with this lovely news! :') Check out their club and support it by following and spreading news around Wattpad. They're new but lets bring them up. :')♥♡
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Much Love xX
Hazel ^-^
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