A Wallow In Nostalgia

It's been almost a year since I saw you.
Once again spending my birthday, Christmas, and Halloween all without you.
It just wasn't the same being completely alone again.
You grew to be the home I thought I could grow in.
You made my holidays turn into wallow days.
Wallowing in my nostalgia of each of our memories.
Pictures are the only refreshment of my memories that I have.
You have your own photo album.
That's bad because I usually hate pictures.
These one are different though.
When I look at them I feel like I can jump back in them.
Floating back through time like diving in the deep end of a pool.
Relive every moment that happened up to the ones we froze in time.
The pictures make me feel alive, but also dead on the inside at the same time.
I just want to go back to when those pictures were taken.
Enjoy each memory one more time.
Because sadly I took them for granted the first time.