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Nostalgia Dropped by Today

Nostalgia dropped by today,
A sudden knock on my door at midnight
I wasn't dressed
I wasn't prepared
I was startled 
I was even afraid to an extent
Who might it be at this hour, I wondered
I mustered all the courage I could
Stepped out of my bed,
Stepped out of my comfort zone,
As I walked towards the door,
Seconds felt like hours
Reached for the doorknob and looked through the peephole
My stomach churned and knees wobbled


I recognized the face almost instantly 
The familiarity was uncanny
I took a deep breath and pulled the door open 
Strong winds gushed in and hit my face
Memories gushed in and hit me in the gut
At a pace faster than in Formula One
I felt the ground shift under my feet
I felt almost powerless
Another gush of wind and memories 
He steps inside and approaches me, uninvited
Draws me closer and wraps me in his embrace
His body pressed against mine as he plants a kiss on my cheek 
My heart raced and then sank
I shut my eyes and took it all in
Nostalgia dropped by today and said hello
And I welcomed him, 
Nostalgia dropped by today, 
And I embraced him with open arms. 



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