Entry 158

Best scene in Oblivion, ever.

Nostalgia

A written word,

Another read

Isn't this what you said?

Another's life,

Another's dream

Where things are never as they seem

I feel their force,

I feel their life

How do they cope with the strife?

I think I know,

I think I might,

But what I think's not always right

How is is possible

To feel like you've lived another's life

When they haven't lived;

Then how is it possible to feel the nostalgia of it all?

Anticipation creeps forth,

Suspicion consumes

Wandering through every room

It's looking for

It's weakling prey;

I'm still not like it to this day

That's where I draw

The finest line

I know these memories not to be mine

And for their lives

Each and every day

I can do nothing but pray.

"Nostalgia," (c) Rebecca Grapentine, December 15th, 2011