There are places I feel nostalgic of despite my first set foot.
A dejavu in most unexpected situations..
The greatest fulfillments among little incidental moments..
Certain breaths of wonder on breath taking views..
Somehow, I've been there;
I am there too.
But none beats the beating of my heart..
on how it drastically recognized you.
Hiraeth?
How that just resonates you.
Hiraeth
🔥
HeraoftheUniverse
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When She Speaks
PoetryHer gift is being a reverberating stereo even when in silence. So much more When She Speaks. "I can only remember it when I have felt it. And only does it remain, if I have written it in the pages of my thinking. I mark my memories in pages of my po...
