The smell of nostalgia kicked in
Memories of days long gone,
How we ate pizza at 2 in the morning.
We had some good memories, some have left me.
I cannot seem to remember how I got here,
where I am now?
Still I'm trying to figure out where I'm going.
I've grown immensely since the last time we spoke,
The last time we kissed.
I seem to have gone off topic,
But somehow you keep on reminding me of a past I should forget,
Still you've made it to my future.
Now I don't even know how -or if- I should let go.
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