The familiar smell in the air mixed with the smell of coffee
As you sit and stir it and looking out of the wet frosty window
Making up scenarios of how last night's fight could've gone better but ended up a mess instead
Baggy eyes from crying yourself to sleep
Wondering where is your eternal peace
And it hits you like waves,the piercing old familiar friend
Nostalgia
Started with a kiss on the cheek
Then a kiss on the lips
To bruised eyes
And fingerprints under your turtleneck sweater you're wearing
Oh the sweet memory's of getting to know each other
But ended up trying to **** each other
Neither wanting to give in
Head strong and brave you withered the storm and got out a worrier
Little princess you deserve more than this life
But nostalgia is a ***** and won't let you move on
Fading marks but you can still feel his tight gripping fingers around your neck
Waking up in the middle of the night with a cold sweat
Hush go to sleep because your eternal peace is waiting in the deep