nostalgia

At the start of every season the way the weather makes me feel 

brings me back memories of how I and everything else used to be like a year or couple years ago.

A lot of things have changed.

And the weirdest thing is that i didnt realise it untill now that i heard the falling rain.

Losing contacts with people ,not being able to be seventeen or eighteen again ,the sweet and scary at the same time feeling of first love being just a memory....

It's all part of the plan.

Like water ,humans and human relationships never stand still ,always moving ,

always changning.