do you ever feel nostalgic
when the wind blows,
and you know you've felt
that same wind before,
only you were looking outside
from the living room window,
the sun was hanging beneath the clouds,
so they were dark, dark grey,
and the sky was blue.
but not like normal...
it was the blue that you
can feel in your stomach,
catching you off guard,
and at that moment
I felt disgusted, impatiently
waiting for it to go away
But as I feel this wind now,
I crave to see that sky again
Jun 19, 2019
Jun 19, 2019 at 3:21 PM UTC
do you ever feel nostalgic
when the wind blows,
and you know you've felt
that same wind before,
only you were looking outside
from the living room window,
the sun was hanging beneath the clouds,
so they were dark, dark grey,
and the sky was blue.
but not like normal...
it was the blue that you
can feel in your stomach,
catching you off guard,
and at that moment
I felt disgusted, impatiently
waiting for it to go away
But as I feel this wind now,
I crave to see that sky again
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