Nostalgia

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Betrayed by your best friend, you choose your worst friend to go on the bend.

Hours and hours of drinking and fake reminiscing.

You call it a night to save your sanity and feel alright.

Then the moment kicks in when you feel as though you’ve sinned

You stay solitude for a couple of days, thinking of different ways to approach this awkward situation.

As days begin fading, you then begin dating to pass the time so you can feel alive.

Never forgetting your best friend from back in the day that shot your emotions rocket high.

No one reaches these levels.

It’s always more like a balloon being forced to fly as high as the sky on a warm winter’s night.

We all pretend.

Realising this, I carry on with this false interpretation of life.

This is when I truly begin to fly as high as a kite, reaching the same level as that rocket flying high above the night sky.

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