This is What Nostalgia Sounds Like

​I miss your voice.  It echoes through my head like music bouncing off the walls of an empty hall.  I can’t remember the lyrics, but your voice still plays my favorite song.  Your kiss still lingers on the cusp of my lips, I can almost taste it on the tip of my tongue.  If I keep humming your melody, maybe you’ll come back to me.  If I stop, the only thing I’ll hear is the sound of silence.

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