nostalgia

The feeling of sadness mixed with tints of happiness. The best and most obscure state of agony you can every ask for. Nostalgia hides within the tears you shed for what you've lost that was once here but has faded away piece by piece. Nostalgia can be how your best friend tells you your childhood has expired. It first is invisible, then slowly it becomes translucent. As time passes by followed by the tears you shed for those people and things you once had but never cherished, nostalgia shows itself, it's reflection imprinted on your tears. When you realise that what you used to love has become nothing but a mere memory. You will never look at a teddy bear the same way you used to. You will no longer go to sleep with your mother's smoochy kisses on your forehead, having an array of soft toys lying on your bed. You will no longer watch your so called "childish" cartoons. And this feeling, when all these thoughts hit you, is the one and only, 'Nostalgia'. This word nostalgia is not merely a word. It is colorful and colourless at the same time. It is empty and wholesome at the same time. Nostalgia is like a colouring book. Once all filled in, then fading away as the marker's colours dry out. Nostalgia itself is vaguer than any word you'd ever be in contact with. Even the longest, most hard to spell words in the dictionary is less ambiguous than the simple word 'Nostalgia'. Nostalgia hurts more than needles but makes you light up a warm smile between the pain it gifts you with.