The Writers' Circle

If it was so amazing at the time then how come I had totally forgotten it ever happened, until something quite random reminded me today. It's quite unbelievable how I could forget because when I think about it, it's all coming back to me but why now? So long after when we've way pass the stages of returning and salvaging something that is unfixable. There's nothing left, it will never feel the same. Not that I would want to try, it's for the best leaving things as they are and keeping it only as a memory, that I feel is already faded but on a very rare occasion revisits me at the most random of times. It puts a little smile on my face. How can I describe the way it feels? Well, it brings about that feeling of missing someone, something or a time a you really enjoyed but cannot be repeated even if attempted, so in other words a collection of reminiscence.