Sometimes all it takes is a color or a smell to bring you back
That specific bright shade of Halloween orange
The particular small of fresh cut summer grass
The matte pink sparkles on a bubblegum wrapper
They give me a feeling in my stomach that I can't explain
Maybe it's longing
Maybe it's just memory
Maybe it's just me being scared that I will never be able to go back to how it was before
Carefree, happy, innocent
Jobless, stress less, future less
It's gone now
All I have are those little feelings in my stomach
