Nostalgia is my best friend in the whole world.  He is the familiar face I see in my dreams and when I wake up.  His voice is my personal lullaby, it's soothing and calm.   His laughter warms my heart and soul.  Nostalgia reminds me that he's not the original he's just the copy that messes with my head.  He walks the same, the same, talks the same, looks the same as the missing piece of my heart that I can't replace.  Nostalgia makes me wonder is this the copy or is it a counterfeit? Is the copy equal to the original? Is it greater than the original? Or is it less than the original? As these questions fill my mind I can't help but feel like my heart was missing an important piece that has now been found.  It's like nostalgia turned my frown upside down.  Does he even understand how high he's lifted me? I feel like I can touch the sky.  I was lost then nostalgia found me. Nostalgia made me feel complete I don't know where I'd be if nostalgia didn't find me.  My heart is filled with gratitude for nostalgia.  Thank you for being my best friend nostalgia, I don't know where I'd be without you.
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