The Past Lies Under The Dust

nostalgia: nos.tal.gia (no.stah.juh) n. 1. a bittersweet longing for things, persons, or situations of the past.

Before she knew it, she was right back there again. Awaiting a response. Some form of flattery or half full nostalgia. Although she tried to trick her mind into reassuring itself, it was nothing more than a breezy recurrence, she knew better. She knew that her thoughts would dance around the wrong side of the tracks. Inhaling the memories that she once considered regrets. Exhaling charming little, indifferent remembrances.

Questions, inevitably, have made their way to the surface, as she climbs into bed and faces the ceiling. Arms above her head, she reflects with a smile. Wondering how the years have changed herself and the person in question. Wondering how it may not have changed them at all. Not lost, just wondering..

Did they miss the same thing? Was there still a blanket of comfort that no one else has filled since their union? With a toss of her pillow she escapes her intrusive mind. Logic has presented itself useful with it's auto-shut off valve. Ut-oh there it goes again. Apprehensively submerging back into the past, she closes her eyes and thinks once again. And maybe it'll never change. Maybe that's just the one person she'll always find herself pondering over. Maybe she can break away from the thoughts before the morning comes. Or maybe, he'll just haunt her forever.

Playing with ghosts intrigued her, afterall.