Now, that we're smiling at the sunflowers,in the summer wind,nostalgia feels like a rain soaked midnight memory. Nostalgia. It feels like, standing under the blazing sun and watching the vultures overhead circle around. It feels like the silence enshrouding a memory of a flame flickering, wanting to be extinguished. It feels like fighting over the right to have the poison gulped down your throat. Now, that we're smiling at the sunflowers,in the summer wind,nostalgia feels like a rain soaked midnight memory. #yqbaba #yqtales #yqquotes #yourquote #yqpowrimo #yqdada #nostalgia #sunflower Nostalgia.