Again

What was familiar before comes back to me
There is a sweet remembrance.. a delicate fondness
It is the grip of nostalgia…
But it is the sweetest when it comes back unplanned..a surprise
It’s brief and it’s beautiful
It’s not flashback..but moving ahead from where it stopped..when it’s most beautiful
As if there was never a pause
There are new links that are missing …but the old ones have strengthened in the meanwhile
You may the only part in the pre existing circle…but u remain a fundamental point
A connection ….
So why feel let down that things have changed .. or people moved on…to new things
New horizons. New people…
For you have too…..you just don’t know it…

.............Letting go is beautiful ..............