Just a Feeling

***Disclaimer: I got this idea from Pinterest, an exercise where you write a 20 word sentence, then a 19 word sentence, and so on, ending the story with one word.***

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You just can’t beat the feeling of really good things, and for some reason these moments are the most fleeting. 

Sometimes I feel waves of nostalgia so strong that I could spend a whole day reliving the old memories.

As of late, being anywhere other than my current mental reality is a reprieve from everything around me. 

I wish for simpler times, pretending I didn’t wish to grow up faster when I was young. 

Good times are harder to come by as I cope with the state of the world. 

Bad things just never seem to end these days, and they often overshadow the good. 

I’m told I shouldn’t despair, that it isn’t healthy even though I feel lost.

But on the other side of that coin, I also can’t rejoice either.

And so I’m doomed to be a hopeless dreamer and hopeless despair-er. 

I’m stuck in between, with only my good memories to recall.

Clinging to moments, and the desire to see real change.  

Magic fades once we grow up, this I know. 

A painful truth, but true all the same. 

Did we just not see it before?

Was it always this way then?

Or did everything just change?

I don’t know, really. 

But I’m older. 

More sad. 

Wiser.

THE END