Reflections

Thoughts of longing and nostalgia

Let us review thoughts that talk about longing and nostalgia:

My rose.. I wish you knew how much I suffered after leaving you.. How much I swallowed the pain of nostalgia for your whispers... How much I embraced longing in your absence and planted the hope of meeting you. After you left, I no longer felt what was around me.... I made silence my paddle.. Memories of the past squeeze me and make me stumble in my distances.. My joys are thrown sadly into the arms of longing.. The lights of my hopes are extinguished in the darkness of despair.. My lessons are drowned in the tears of groans, so the roots of pain grow and sprout in my paths.. And my rose, O you who entrusted my heart in her embrace. Let me engrave your name in my veins, make you part of my breath, and draw your love over my tears!

You left.. You left me alone in the desert of abandonment between the mountains of sorrows and on the plains of deprivation.. I only hear the echo of my voice and the whistling of my ears.. Your love crept into my heart and I loved you.. You left and the volcanoes of longing erupted inside me and the corners of my heart shook.. You left and a cloud of my tears rained down and the fog of my confusion thickened. You left. And your ghost still visits me, inflaming my feelings, fueling the fires of my longing for you, and stirring up the waves of my longing.. You left... where to?! I wish I knew!!

I traveled with you in the sky of my love, my eternal nostalgia... the spectrum of my dreams and the joy of my years... when will the days bring me together with you?! I loved you, nay, I cared for you and suffered for you, and I still suffer from the agony of deprivation that conquers my years and melts my days. I knew you, a song of love that makes the heart beat and feelings cheer for it. You are the poem of my life. You are the melody of help. You are the song of joy that will fill my life with joy and touch my thirsty feelings, restoring to them their balance and what they lost. In the years of deprivation, life has no room for separation and deprivation. It is enough that I suffered from the pain of distance and the oppression of time.. Life does not wait for anyone, but no matter how much we change.. love will remain our eternal bond!!

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I lived imagination in the seas of love... I sailed in my world without any reasons... I lost the oars of my love... and I was struck by sadness... and from a distance I approached the boat of your feeling... it brings me to the world of love... it waters the roses of longing within me and grows the flowers of love in my world...

Between the cold of winter, the autumn leaves, the heat of summer, and the breeze of spring, my feet take me running, where do I go? I don't know, I don't know except that I started to see myself embracing the spring butterflies... embracing the winter snows, shaking hands with the autumn leaves, spreading to the summer sun, dancing under the rain showers. I wished I could go back to my childhood, play with my dolls, build a house, plant a dream, and smile for my tomorrow...

After I loved you, everything changed in the universes. The earth stopped rotating.. the hands of time broke.. the river became salty.. and the sea became fresh.. the moon became the sun.. and the suns are moons.. the taste of my coffee changed.. I returned to the time of my birth.. I changed the topic. My heart.. is now on the right after it was on the left!! I saw the night like lights.. I melted in the rainwater and released all the secrets after I loved you.. I hope that your heart protects me from all dangers

She was alone... leaning on the embers of groans, sighs and heartbreak... until the embers turned to ashes, torn apart by the moans of silence. Memories and longings invaded her. Her condition was disturbed. She became a bereaved woman. The soul was drowned in pain, like a sunken ship in the sea that had lost its survival. I talk to her... I ask her: Who are you? And the lovelorn heart knew her. I see in her. Her face is a sad smile, her eyes are sunken and filled with tears.. Her face is pale, declaring despair. Crying has become accompanying her and pain. She has lost all meanings of life, even hope. I don’t know?! When we met, we saw hope hidden behind the moon.. What does that mean?!

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I love you, you who I stayed up all night for. I love you, a song that my heart repeated and my feelings danced to, you, my calm sea and my clear sky, my time and my thoughts. I love you, you who draped my feelings, who my heart celebrated and who my soul embraced, you, all my worries and the most beautiful worries I have ever lived. In your absence, I knew longing and lived loneliness and deprivation, and in your presence I realized... The meaning of life and I knew the smile. You taught me how to love you and stay up at night while you were my moon.. Let me ask you, how were you able to contain me and do all that to me?! Am I weak before you or am I swept away by your longing?! Be honest with me, say whatever you want and I will stay with you, because I need you!!

How painful it is to receive stabs from someone who resided in the recesses of your heart...a person whom you loved sincerely, trusted, and gave love and sincere feelings...with whom you built beautiful dreams and humble promises...yes, my beloved deceiver, I made you above all things, to the exclusion of humans. I flew high with you... I searched within you for what makes you happy and presented it to you. I was devoted to you and spent the flower of my life for you.. I was patient with pain to give you comfort. You settled in the paradise of my heart and imprisoned myself among the fires of confusion.. I spread the ground with roses for you and hung on the wall of my heart a painting of your love forever. Then what?! You guided me to lies and deception. You left me confused and lost. You kept looking for a new love. You made excuses and sacrificed a heart that contained you, not caring about my tears and my torment. Despite that, I still have my love and fondness for you. Leave, O stony heart, wherever you want. But tomorrow will come and you will search for me. And then I will leave you. Tears shed...and I forget you

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