Nostalgia

 

I look at my past and realize how much I have lost to time,

Those memories are so clear in my mind, as if it was just the previous day behind,

Running and giggling I saw myself in the middle of that room,

Which was ages ago my classroom,

Unable to control myself from peeping further,

I took a step ahead into that lovely shelter,

Moving from bench to bench, I saw a girl frolicking in the corridor with new friends,

Looking at her and enjoying my mood,

She looked like no tension through,

Loving her with every passing second,

I realized it was not the present,

I lifted myself again, from that dooming pain,

Thinking that a time will come when I'll live that again.