Here it comes

That marvellous feeling she left within me pops up now and then and wrecks havoc in my heart.It comes back when it wants, with no warning and forces itself back into every cell of my being.Wise men would say, you got to be strong enough to repel such a feeling the instant it shows its tail.But I,wise or not,say I would rather entertain it and let it infiltrate every part of my heart,soul and body.Wise men would insist, what’s the use since it now belongs to the past.But I,wise or not,insist that’s the only true beautiful story I got and I wouldn’t mind it back now and then even if it hurts.And,since I just mentioned it, here it shows up again and you know what?I think I’m going to welcome it and even cry a bit if I want to.