Nostalgia;   Those memories, they fall, down the river of nostalgia. Fading with every second, changing by the minute,

Writing: Limerence

Limerence;     The days were planned, like a night full of dreams, painted in colors, with our favorite palette. 

Writing: Phases

    Those were the days,  days full of laughter— wide smiles, exuberant cries and happy tears. The future? Endlessly.