How often we keep craning our neck into the yore, reliving the moments in the past we once upon a time cherish dearly.
The guffaws, the togetherness, the love, the touch, all such lure to abut our heart, appearing at yonder and teasing us in abundance. And as we stretch our arms to embrace the feel it disappears like a whiff.
Forcing us to crawl back to reality. But the impression of yesterday’s charm leaves a mark on our visage, and then the naive world often questions, “what thought brushed your mind to make you smile.”
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