The worst nosalgia is when you have a hope that you may get what you had, back.
So you wait,
and wait,
but it never comes home.
You try moving on,
but it feels like a part of you is missing...
Like a part of you could be dead.

Since vkei replicas nostalgia so well
I’m torn between crying or deeming satisfactory the years that have already fell
Cause vkei replicas the way I felt
When you were with me and everything was okay

And then I’m remembered how I would utter masculine names just for you to **** the noise they made
How I wanted to to fight thin air so I’d belong to you in every way .
How I'd talk about make  believes in hopes you’d nullify them all so I’d be compelled to pick only you
How I wanted you to be it all for me too .

I’ll move on I can feel it has already begun in my bones
Unfortunately there a still a few cells that seem to still live for you
A few cells which sole purpose is to remind me of my love for you
The ones you altered the chemistry of with you long lasting presence
The ones that forgot what they were doing before the sight of you