Nostalgia

|| Noun ||

I just want to feel your hand holding mine, your hugs enveloping me, your scent taking my breath away.

I just want to sit with you at 2 am in the morning, when the streets are deserted and the world is fast asleep, talking about your problems, your habits, what you ate for breakfast, what irks you like nothing else and the things that makes you happy.

I just want to feel your arms around me, letting me know that whatever happens, it’ll always be you and me.

Why can’t it be that simple?

– a.h.

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