Nostalgic about things that never happened.

Walking through the breeze on calm evening
holding the hands I wish could hold once
I’m nostalgic about things that never happened

Feeling the touch I never felt
Still looking into the deep eyes I’ve never seen
I’m nostalgic about things that never happened

Feeling the pain of separation from
Someone I never knew
I’m nostalgic about things that never happened

Feeling her scent in every bit of me
and yet craving to smell it once in life
I’m nostalgic about things that never happened

Anticipating her response
to a proposal I never made
I’m nostalgic about things that never happened

Trying to hide her footprints on my face
Holding the breath I had never taken
I’m nostalgic about things that never happened .