have you ever felt this wave of nostalgia just wash over you? i feel like i'm drowning in it. drowning in a sudden influx of memories, of feelings, emotions, thoughts, people that suddenly occupy my thoughts. it's not a pinpointable person/event/thing/whatever. it's just this sudden sense of loss; suddenly the things i miss seem to be things/people that will remain nothing more than memories. life's been good, very good in fact. and you meet so many new friends, people who make you laugh as hard. but it's not the same. life moves on, ebbs and flows. and we're expected to keep to the change in tides?

there's this really deep ache inside. not a < / 3 but an ache, for all things past and gone. stored in memories; yet indelible? that has yet to be answered.


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why?
a million whys clouding my head
turning it a grey murky mess
clouds to peek through
clouds to shelter
clouds to turn my insides helter-skelter

the kite flew once
you on the end of the string
and i twisting it around my finger
i thought you tied it on
for me
but in all truthiness
(this word does exist)
you were tugging to go
the string's broken
the kite's flown
yet still
still
i keep my fingers tightly wound

and it cuts

and all we need
is some wind
to fly my kite again
and blow my clouds
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