I think back to that smell, that person, that memory. I smile because I remember. All I can think about is who I once was. But eventually I'm knocked back to present time, wishing for something better, wishing for that memory. Why can't I live in the past, never thinking about the future?
May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 9:59 PM UTC
I think back to that smell, that person, that memory. I smile because I remember. All I can think about is who I once was. But eventually I'm knocked back to present time, wishing for something better, wishing for that memory. Why can't I live in the past, never thinking about the future?
I'm a very nostalgic person.