Nostalgia for what never was mine,
I hold to heart another lost shrine,
Fury of emotions with no pause,
As memory bites me with its jaws.
The pulsing rush of longings,
Magical dreams with golden wings,
Thoughts of them screaming and calling,
As starry night comes falling.
I want and want, never have,
Still dance in the dreamy wave,
My poor heart will forever crave,
Even if I reach the gate of grave.
Nostalgia of accidental encounter,
Heartbeat sounded like thunder,
My mind still roams yonder,
Why I let them slip, I wonder.
Memories robbed years of my sleep,
Even time lost its leap, only to creep,
My songs were filled with longing,
Her heart never had feelings of belonging.