Would May Be The Same?

Today, I touched the past again - accidentally; like a movie playing.

Or rather the wave hit me a little today when I was alone in the afternoon. It had been gone for quite some time, but it just found its way back to me for a while I guess.

December was fabulous, it felt like a dream.
January and February was fine, it turned sour.

Then it became a blank, I never knew what happened anymore.


Sometimes, I'm just too afraid.