Old

Old songs. Old playlist. Old feelings. Old tears.


Yes, they still remind me of you. They still draw pictures of us together each time I hear them, each time they make me engrossed of things I am supposed not to remember. Still, their lines draw you close. Still, their melody send me chills. Still, they speak of you.


Old songs...


Those songs we used to listen at while your arms envelope me. Those songs which used to make us sleep at night. Those songs that used to put a smile on our faces. They remind me of you. They still talk alot about you.


Old playlist...


Those songs we would wanna hear in repeat. Those songs which tell us our story, as if they were written for us, as if they were for us. Those songs we would wanna play and dance with. That playlist, you and I made. That playlist, I now avoid.


Old feelings...


These old songs will always bring you back, and as they do, they are bound to revive all of the old feelings I thought I had already let go of. Those feelings I thought I have already buried in the deepest part of my heart, those feelings I thought I've already forgotten. Those old feelings I have for you. Those feelings I still have.


Old tears...


Those tears I have shed long time ago continuously wet my eyes. As these old songs flood my mind, as these old playlist serenade my being and tug little heartstrings I thought once lost those old feelings for you.


Those old songs continue to remind me of you. And I was left to listen to them, was left to wipe the same old tears and keep old feelings. I was left here. With only these old songs to remind me how perfection passed me by and how I should keep myself holding on to only these old songs... this old playlist... these old feelings and these old tears.