Its the ache in the back of your mind, you get while remembering your past. It’s the longing of what use to be. It’s the far away memories seeming shiner than they did before, given the length of time since something as extravagant and neat has happened in your life. It’s the joy you feel as you remember the secrets you and companions use to share,and the things you did together.It’s also the realization that it’s gone or in the past,or that things are just,plain different now.
Nostalgia will never be the death of us but,the desire in our hearts for the past to become present.