nostalgia

feeling nostalgic is aloud you say. well i say that its painful either way. barefoot and stepping on tiny little stones that hurt when they cut your feet, just enough not to make you bleed. and a warm helping hand leading you through the gardens just before midnight to make sure you get home in time

and when home safe in bed you try falling asleep while the roof and the walls around you are spinning and spinning, and you manage to feel happy even though you're secretly wishing for a good night kiss from the one person who is in love with someone else

ph: here and here