tripartite

i hate this feeling. it seems more apparent now that i do go through periods of intense emotions. all i do is just stare out of the window. i don't know if it is the song, but i feel very intensely every night, these past few nights. and this feels a little nostalgic, as if i had longed to feel as such in the first place, it takes me to a place, one that i remember very clearly in my head. and a sudden fear surfaces, that fear of losing communication. imagine all those talks. all the secrets. and imagine this romanticized scenario you once told me of. it makes me wonder whether it was even real at all. and then i tell myself that i am still ... sane.