"His nostalgic memories glorified them .."
Nostalgia is an enemy dressed as a friend—
An old friend with nothing but love to give,
When all it does is take;
Take our present with nothings of past.
A foe cosplaying amity,
A warm wind hiding its coldness
Until it touches your skin—
Softly like always.
Like it's protecting you while destroying your silently
It hugs you giving away it's warmth
Before strangling you, making you feel like a corpse;
Cold and wrinkled.