Author's note: Second C.G. fic. WARNING: A bit of angst.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Nostalgia and Melancholy
Nostalgia... a gift and a curse to mankind. It brings back fond memories; it gives you an illusion that you're still in the past. It starts with "remember back then..." but you only forgot how miserable you were. This is a curse for me. Because it reminds me of someone I used to know. Someone I loved.
I still remember you. How could I not? Your eyes set a thousand ships ablaze and destroyed the topless Damocles. Your eyes captured everyone's soul like a temptation of the devil. The iris that created and shaped the world and made me who I am. Your hands created life and destroyed life. Your infallible facade hiding you from the rest of the world. Even after a thousand millennium, I still can't forget you. That's when I started saying "remember when we used to...".
Melancholy... the best opportunity to reflect upon one's life and the most dangerous feelings. I always told myself that melancholy is a result of nostalgia... nothing more nothing less. I always felt that way... maybe it was after the day I realized you left... maybe it was after the day you left and never came back.
I felt it whenever I went to visit you... where I felt most comfortable. Maybe I was just sad that you were not here anymore or maybe I just miss your smile. I felt it whenever I watch a sunset, another day that goes by without you at my side. I watched it alone sitting on top of a hill. I wonder if you can see this like I do. Maybe just maybe you were still by my side with your arms around me whispering words of comfort.
In the end, I think I just miss you and want you back.
Please come back C.C...