Currently In England And Nostalgia Was Hitting Me So Bad So Writing This Was Pretty Cathartic - Tumblr Posts

I went back to my childhood home.

It looked so different but the familiar peacefulness was still the same. I felt it call out to me, a relic of a different time.

Most of the people I knew had moved away long ago but I could still see their shadows linger. How odd, even the living can leave ghosts behind.

I met the sweet old couple who gave us home-grown strawberries and had lunch with my childhood friend. For a moment, I wanted to pretend that I was six again, and nothing had changed.

I could still hear the sound of distant footsteps and the playful shrieks of children. So close yet so far away.

Sometimes, I find myself wishing that I had never left.