...is the way I am reminded of our first kiss as I walk through the blooming magnolias,
the way I think of nothing but the comfort of your arms as I lay alone in my bed.
It is the way I can no longer breathe walking the paths we used to walk together,
how the tears flow to the setting sun on the horizon as I walk home alone.
Nostalgia is the way spring now makes me feel so numb I doubt my own existence at times.
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I dunno what to write. If i end up writing chronicals of my life down in this blog and please dont judge me for what I write, I would almost say that I might enjoy finally finding a place to put my thoughts and feelings other then my dusty old diary. I have no intention of writing only good things in my blog, so i aplogise in advance if I write something heartbreaking or bad.
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