Have you ever felt being torn between two things;
The past and the present of your heart's wanderings
Magnetism's forces of stories attracts me
Bothered by undying sentimentality
Those notable places where our falling hearts dropped
The captivating moments when the music popped
The day we met to attend our old friend's birthday
That thorny time when we met again the next day
I still feel your hand that held mine to win the dare
The bottle game of secrets we needed to share
Our awkward silence inside our close friend's kitchen
Grabbed glass by my hand and the water you've given
My stolen photos you captured through your cam phone
Your nonchalant voice with the small pitch of your tone
Our midnight phone calls that were denied by the time
Wishes and dreams of yours for me—they were once mine
Numerous events are living inside my head
Careful warnings from the wise that I had not read
Shameful cause which resulted things to be haunted
Wrong decisions made by the fool I once wanted
But you know what, I can not regret everything
No matter how our cruel fate might be playing
Indeed you were sadly taken away from me
But this love, ache, and joy will I never set free
-A ❣
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Strings of Nostalgia
Poetrysentimentalizing about being wrapped up in the painful yet beautiful reality of the past
