The sunset nostalgy

And then it all came back
The touch, the smell, that feeling, the gaze, the small details like pieces of a puzzle unable to be set up
The sunset and the nice quiet breeze brought all that back
The skin so sensitive, the heartbeat, the taste and the music surrounding the moments
The joy pouring free from bottles of liberty, allowing the truth to come out
And it was all there
In every single detail
In each and every second
The most pure freedom
Lost and caged in memories
That can never be changed